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Chapter 1 – You Always Remember Your First It was going to be my first time. Will and I have played together a lot of times. We usually start out blowing clouds, then smoke some more or move onto booty bumps. We get into lots of deep and exciting ass play with that. But I’ve never done a slam. Tonight was going to be the night. Will had slammed before and extolled the wonders of it to me. He described it as a fantastic experience that made him the biggest ass slut he’s ever been. He’s been slamming for a while now, and was a skilled admin, so I felt comfortable in his hands. My playroom was prepared before Will’s arrival. I have a room above my detached garage that I turned into a space for serious fun. Luckily, it was heated and had a small bathroom attached. Over the years, it’s been tricked out to cover most all the things that a dedicated ass player could want. There’s a sling with pride of place in the center of the room. Mirrors and a camera ensure the action is not missed and can be relived. There’s a fuck bench up against a wall, ready to pull into service if desired. There’s also a fuck machine next to it. The sofa folds out into a bed, which I had already covered with a play sheet. The big tv is playing porn and there are a few tables with lube and poppers. I have a good selection of ass toys and a small fridge for drinks. When Will arrived that evening, he checked in again with me to make sure I wanted to go ahead with this. I was a little nervous but also eager. I assured him that I was ready to go. He had stripped down to an orange jockstrap. The straps hugged tight under his hairy ass and the pouch was nicely filled. Will has a nice, hairy body with that little triangle of hair above his ass that turns me on so much. A trimmed beard complements his brown hair and blue eyes. Will’s ass is amazing. He’s got a nice soft pelt of fur there, and it gets thicker and darker as it approaches his hole. There are few things better than seeing my arm sliding back and forth with all that hair dragging through the lube. I was totally naked. For this, I didn’t want anything blocking access or my views of what was happening. I have short, blond hair, blue eyes, and am clean-shaven. My chest, arms, and legs are hairy, but I don’t have much hair on my back. My ass is also hairy, but not as much as Will’s. We’re both in our 40s and have played together for about 10 years. We know what the other likes and have shared time with many different guys. A hot group, all primed for fisting, is intense and we have enjoyed this many times. Tonight, we were going to play it by ear to see if we wanted it to be just the two of us or if we’d invite someone else over. “First, we get relaxed”, Will suggested. We sat down on the bed, and Will reached over for the pipe and torch. He clicked the flame and melted some crystals down. Recommending that I not overdo it now, he handed the pipe to me for the first hit of the night. I inhaled deeply, then covered his mouth with mine so that we could shotgun the hit back and forth. It is always a sensual experience doing this with a hot guy. Will’s beard is soft against my face, and we enjoy making out throughout our sessions. We blew a few clouds, but that was just a warmup. Now, it was time to get me in the sling and really get the party going. I climbed into the sling and got settled in. The stirrups held my feet outside the chains so that my ass was open and exposed. The pillow was under my head so that I could lie back when I wanted to just experience all the incredible sensations that were going to be coming my way. Will told me to pick out a dildo to ride. This toy would be in my ass when the slam hit, so I wanted to pick out something that gave me a nice stretch. I have a nice selection of toys from Square Peg, and I chose the Blunger. This was long enough, and the bumps would give a good ride and stretch me out. Will lubed it up and placed the head at my hole. He slowly inserted the toy, twisting it around as he pushed. My hole swallowed the toy about halfway. He pushed it back and forth in my ass, letting me feel the bumps on it before he told me to take over. I reached down and grabbed the base and began fucking myself with the dildo. Will made sure I was well-lubed and comfortable, and then he walked out to wash his hands. He looked amazingly sexy as he strolled out of the room, with the orange jockstrap framing his hairy ass. I kept pushing the toy in and out of my ass, moving it deeper in with each new push. He chuckled when he entered the room. “I see you got that in even deeper.” I nodded and spread my legs a bit more so that he could see how much of the toy was embedded in my ass. While I was enjoying this, it was about to get much more intense. Will had me hold the toy in my ass with my right hand while he put a tourniquet around my left arm. He had a few points prepared and asked again if I was ready. I agreed, so he swabbed my inner elbow with a wipe, then looked up at me for a final confirmation. I felt the prick of the needle as it pierced my skin. I was excited and a little terrified at the same time. I’d seen how the T hit when a guy slammed, and I was ready to experience that rush. But it was also a little daunting to think this might be the entrance to a slippery slope. I’d been smoking and bumping for a long time, but this was definitely next-level usage. “Here goes,” Will said. I felt a slight burn as the T entered my bloodstream, then he removed the tourniquet and raised my arm while he swabbed the spot. Holy fuck, this was amazing! This definitely was a huge difference. I coughed a few times, and it felt like my head was receding backwards. The head rush and body flush were intense. My body became totally focused on my ass and I started to pulse my ass, causing the dildo to move around inside me. Will lowered my arm, laying it across my chest, and moved to the foot of the sling. He watched as I flexed my ass muscles around the Blunger, making it move. Then, he grabbed the base and started to pull it out. When he had it most of the way out, he dumped a ton of lube on it. He used the excess to coat his hands. On this insertion, he pushed it in until he hit some resistance. But, just a small twist, and the toy sunk all the way into my ass. I was in heaven. I was pushing down on the toy, opening my ass so that it could penetrate me even deeper. But Will knew what I really wanted at that point so he let me push the dildo out of my ass. It dropped to the floor, and Will’s hand was immediately at my hole. He slid in slowly, letting me feel the stretch as the broadness of his knuckles penetrated my entrance. Once he was inside me, my greedy ass consumed his hand. Between us, he quickly worked his way to my second hole. The goal was to go beyond that. As he was fisting me, all I could do was mutter incoherently (there was probably a lot of “fuck me” in there!). My entire being was centered on the intense rush of pleasure that was coursing through my body and the way his hand felt in my ass. Will and I work well together, and it didn’t take him long to navigate the bend in my ass and get past my inner hole and into my colon. I was in too much ecstasy to really pay attention to much of anything else, but I did look down at Will to see that he had a huge smile on his face. When he caught my glance, he gave a knowing nod, letting me know that this was a big thrill for him. It was insanely pleasurable for me. I could see Will’s hand crawling through my colon when I looked down at my stomach. I was flexing my ass muscles, using them to pull him deeper and deeper into me. Will looked at me and said, “I’m in up to my elbow!” Fuck, I had never taken anyone that deep and, whenever we’d gotten close, it was after hours of play to open me up. This happened quickly, and I felt like we could go even deeper. I sure as hell knew that we’d be playing for a long time tonight. Will began a slow withdrawal. He enjoys seeing me squirm as he painstakingly pulls his hand back through my body. As he was moving out, he was twisting and probing with his fingertips, raking them across my sensitive insides. When he reached the widest part of his hand, he paused to let me feel the stretch. I like depth a lot, but the stretch is always extra intense for me. He was twisting his hand around, rubbing over the walls of my hole. He dumped more lube on his hand, then thrust it a little deeper to distribute it around his hand and my ass. Then, he made a fist with his left hand and slipped that into my yearning ass. He pulled it out and inserted his larger right fist. Will alternated for a while, fisting my ass with his hands, then told me that he wanted me to fuck myself on his fist. Will placed his right fist at my hole and I used the uprights of the sling to slide my ass back and forth over his hand. This lets me drive the speed and depth. It was awesome. There were times when I was really plowing my ass with his hand, and other times when I took it a little slower. Sometimes, during the slow moments, Will would move his hand from a vertical fist to a horizontal one. Having his hand this way meant the stretch to get him in was more intense, but it was a massive thrill for me. He kept pouring more lube onto his hand so that it kept sliding through my hole with ease. I looked down at Will and, once I caught his eye, drilled my ass as far down as I could. He knew what I wanted then, so I released my feet from the uprights and spread my ass as wide as I possibly could. Once again, Will worked his way deep into my guts, letting me feel him breach my innermost areas. He played around there for a while, then began another slow withdrawal. We both probably needed a break after that frenzy, so it was great when he pulled out. “Damn, look at that gape!”, he exclaimed when his hand was out. Will massaged the lips of my ass, enjoying their puffiness. It felt amazing for me too! He suggested a plug for my ass and inserted the Acorn plug that I’d just gotten. This plug is almost 10” around but it slid easily into my ass and nestled itself there. Then, he helped me out of the sling and over to the bed. “Let’s smoke some more and find some other guys to use your hole.” I nodded and picked up the pipe and torch.
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I know we all love it raw here but whats yr favourite type of sex whether it be yourself, you and your bf, you and your straight married hookup or a random group orgy
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I was hoping to get a chance to organise a group breeding session at my new flat without any other people living with me. So I want to see how many tops I can get interested in this meeting. It'll be my first ever time to experience what it feels like to be the only bttm that's getting fucked over and over again and see how long it takes to start feeling the loads begin to dribble down my legs. Let me know who's interested. Looking for hung tops that are up for breeding me and just let me know if you're poz kr anything like that after you've finished cumming inside my guts
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In, out. In, out. Left fist, right fist. Left fist, right fist. The guy fisting me was working my ass liked a pro. He had me gaping and accepting of his huge, hairy paws. There were moments where I could barely pay attention to the cock in my mouth and just let it rest there instead of sucking it. It was oozing out a steady stream of precum, with maybe a little bit of piss mixed in. The smells in the room were intense. There was the man musk from the cock I was sucking. It was coupled with leather from the sling, poppers, sweat, the acrid smoke from T, and that enticing scent of raw sex. The room was heady with aromas. My sense of smell was probably enhanced by the fact that I couldn’t see anything, since Alex had put a blindfold on me before leading me to the sling in his playroom. My legs were shackled to the stirrups, but he left my hands free. That way, I could feel up the guy whose cock I was sucking and move my arms around to stay comfortable in the sling. I had no idea how long I had been in the sling or who it was that was fisting my ass or whose cock I was suckling in my mouth. Let’s go back to the start. Alex and I have gotten together many times, with our play time usually revolving around getting spun and then engaging in deep and extreme ass play. Over the years, we’ve talked about, and fulfilled, many of our fantasies. Tonight, Alex told me he was going to let me live out one of my dream nights. I would be placed in his sling, unable to get out even if I wanted to, and he would invite multiple men over to violate my ass. Some would fuck me, some would fist me, some would use toys on me, but they would all understand that I was just a hole. When I got to his place, we spent some time with just the two of us playing. We started with some clouds, and Alex got into the sling. I worked over his hole and then began to penetrate his ass with one of his toys. This was the prep work for getting my fist into his ass. I knew just how Alex liked it. One hand would be in his ass while the other worked his cock or tweaked his nipples. His hairy ass was a joy to play in, and I always had a great time with him. By this point, his hole was a beautiful mess of hair and lube. My hand was lubed up and, after the toy play, slid into his ass with ease. His favorite was to have me keep my hand in him while I twisted it around and worked it deeper and deeper into his ass. I knew that I had already breached his second sphincter and was well into his colon. Now, I was making some rotations and slight shaking of my hand inside him, while the other stroked his cock. Occasionally, I’d slide my hand up across his belly and onto his hairy chest. There, I’d find one nipple that I would tweak and turn in sync with the hand in his ass. When I’d turn my hand left, I’d twist his nipple to the left. When I’d go a little deeper, I’d apply more pressure to his tit. I gave the other nipple some attention before returning to his cock, stroking it and rubbing the head. All the while, my other hand was wandering around inside his ass. After a bit of this, Alex told me that it was my turn in the sling. Knowing that he liked a slow withdrawal, I took my time pulling out of his ass. He did some poppers when I was about halfway out, and I took time to massage his canal while he rode that high. When my hand popped out, his hole looked amazing. He asked me to put one of his plugs in, so I selected one of the larger ones he has and inserted it. Then, he was ready to get out of the sling. I helped him to stand up, then wrapped my arms around him when he was standing. That way, I could support him if needed, but it was also a great way of bonding and thanking him for allowing me such intimate access. I also liked feeling our furry bodies rubbing against each other. “Your turn”, he told me. With that, I got settled into the sling. I was surprised when he tightened the stirrup straps around my feet so I couldn’t easily slip them off. Then, he grinned wickedly at me as he walked up to the head of the sling. He grabbed a blindfold and put it on me, blocking all sight. He made sure to place a bottle of poppers under me so that I could use them whenever I wanted. Alex began by working his hands over my body. He rubbed my chest, paying special attention to my pierced nipples. He knows that nipple play gets me leaking precum, and he would dive down to lick that up from my hairy belly. My tits are extra sensitive from the piercings, and he was working them nicely. When he would take my cock in his mouth, it always seemed to choose that moment to dump out a load of precum. Alex eagerly lapped it up and would occasionally share some of the sweet goodness with me. He hadn’t done much with my ass except a few swipes over my hole, but my ass was needy and ready for some hearty play. Since my hands were free, I used them to rub Alex’s body and dip my finger into his hole. I would sometimes reach down to my own ass to get it lubed up and ready for whatever he had to give it. I had worked three fingers from each hand in my ass and was using them to pry my ass open. It opened easily since I was seriously horned up for the coming night. While I was rubbing him and fingering his ass, he chuckled and said that he was going to sit down on the stool. He moved away and sat on the stool at the base of the sling. I wanted to give him a good show, so I used my hands to spread my hole for him. He groaned in appreciation and leaned in for a few licks on my ass flesh. That felt great, but I wanted more. Alex took over working my hole. He used his lubed hands to probe my ass, quickly getting all the fingers from one hand inside me. He used those to rotate around, letting his thumb trail around the outside of my hole. Each time he passed over my taint, I squirmed a little more and could feel my hole respond by twitching and opening more. Then, he pulled all the way out. “Hmm, this ass needs something else”, he said. He pulled his hand back and I just laid there, ass open to the world, waiting to see what he had planned. He walked away for a bit and returned soon. “This will do nicely”, he growled as his fingers slid into my ass. As he moved them around, I could feel the telltale burn of a shard being spread throughout my ass. Soon, I felt the oncoming rush as the T hit my bloodstream. This must have been a good-sized shard since the burn lasted for a long time. All the while, I was getting deeper and deeper into the Tina haze. Alex walked away again. When he returned, he said, “We need pics of this pig hole”. I pulsed my ass as he took some pictures then I spread it open with my fingers. “Damn, that is one hungry hole”. I nodded in agreement and kept working my ass open. He put the camera down, and I heard the pop of the cap on the lube bottle, followed by the squishing noises as he spread the lube over his hands. My ass was already well lubed, so there was no need to add more there yet. “Poppers”, he demanded. I grabbed the bottle, opened it, and placed it under my nose. A good deep snort in each nostril would do for now. I recapped the bottle, slid it back between me and the sling, and threw my hands back behind my head. Once Alex knew the rush from the fumes had their grip on me, he slid his hand into my ass. He went pretty quickly since I was so open and ready. The poppers and T probably helped ease his entry, too. He knows how I like to be fisted, so he went in as far as he could and held his hand there, slowly flexing and extending his fingers. He teased my second hole, and it willingly let him in. Once there, he proceeded to twist, flex, and probe even deeper. It felt fucking amazing, and I was a pig in heaven. Next, he started his pullout. He went slow, all the while twisting and turning his hand inside me. He didn’t initially pull all the way out but used his hairy paw to stretch my hole open. Alex was using his knuckles to expand my opening, then he’d sink his fist deeper into me. Then, he’d go back to using his knuckles to get my ass to gape. When he did finally pull out, he said, “Look at that hot fucking hole.” I pulsed my hole in appreciation of his comment. Alex told me that the night was going to be a special treat for me. Little did I know what he had in store for me, but I was ready for more. He lubed up a large butt plug and slid it into my ass. After his fisting, it went in with little resistance and I felt the flared based lodge in my ass. Then, I heard Alex walk away.
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I had been at the local gay pub here in Brisbane in wickham terrace, if you know you know. I had been heavily drinking due to a recent breakup, was feeling very unloved and needy at the time. I was living with a good mate, we had an amazing apartment, cheap, in the heart of the city and close to the SOP and gay drinking spot. So hookups was easily arranged, my housemate and I were pretty open and never stopped each other from having fun. This particular weekend however he had family and friends staying over and having a party. Not wanting to be a burdon I took myself to the watering hole and got my self stupidly drunk. Half way through the drinking fest I decided to head back home and grab my other pack of ciggeretes rather than wasting money on another pack. Walking up the street more so stumbling I stop to catch my breath. At 29 years old I was a stocky guy, medium hairy, small cut cock big nuts, was more a bottom and generally wearing a jockstrap 99.99 % of the time these days. Stopping near a empty car parking lot I hear someone say “come over” standing still as I try to determine if I actually heard someone or it was my imagination. “Yeah you mate, come here” the gruff voice spoke again. Without any concern for my own safety I walk into the not so well lit carpark and as I turn I see a scruffy hairy guy on the concrete garden wall staring at me. Looking at him I instantly could tell he was homeless, had his bag beside him, dirty clothes, scruffy beard and I could smell piss, stale cum and booze on him. “Got a smoke mate?” He looks at me as I fumble and go to get my last cig for him, I move closer and as I am about to hand it to him, he reaches out and starts rubbing my crotch as he grins at me. Smiling at him, he goes for my zipper and pulls it down as he unbuttons me and drops my jeans, he moves forward and pulls my jockstrap to the side as he places his mouth around my soft cock as it starts to hardon. Moaning I let him suck me as I rub my hand through his greasy hair as I start humping his mouth as he sucks harder. Grunting as I feel him tug at my nuts almost blowing my load I can feel my precum leaking hard. Looking down he is unzipping himself and pulls out this thick hard at least 8 inches uncut and very hairy prick. He stops sucking as he leans back and strokes his cock. Without thinking I get down on my knees and can smell his ripe cheesy cock right away. I get my mouth on his cock and start licking under his foreskin as he grunts as he takes the cigerette I dropped beside him and lights up. Sucking on his overhang of skin as I clean his greasy cock, grunting as I feel him swell and thicken. I start bobbing up and down getting him harder. I don’t know how long I was sucking him for but I was starting to feel my drunk buzz wear off and became more aware of what I was doing and could be begging for trouble. As if he was aware he produced a bottle of cheap vodka and told me to drink, pulling off his meaty cock I took the bottle and took a swig grimicing at the harsh cheap sting the alcohol hitting back of my throat. “Take another hit” he grins as he strokes my hard little cock. Taking another swig, followed by another as he takes the bottle from me, I feel that buzz kicking back in as he moves me into a position on my knees over the brick wall. Feeling him behind me I giggle as I feel his thick cock between my chubby arse cheeks. “Do you have a rubber” I moan, he grunts and says sure, I hear him behind me as he opens a package and hear that familiar rubbber snap as he moves his cock back between my cheeks, I reach behind me to check and feel the rubber over his cock “I got it on pig fucking hell” he grunts, I place my hand back on the wall for stablity. I hear him spit on his cock as it hits my tight hole. He pushes as I grunt “Shuttup or we will get caught, stupid fuck” he harshly whispers at me as I put my hand over my mouth as he forces himself in me, straining I can feel the pop as his engorged head slides inside my tight hole. Not been fucked for a few months really bought tears to my eyes as he pushed in more, forcing his cock inch by inch as I start to shake. “Fuckkkk stop please your too big” I whimper softly. Knowing he heard me but chose to ignore my pitiful plea as he grabbed my hips and shoved in harder slamming deep in me as his nuts hit mine. He grunt and starts fucking, not getting any chance to accept his thickness, he pounds away at my hole. The grunting turning me on. He fucks harder and faster, biting down on my hand as I whine and grunt with each thrust that he gives me. I feel him slam deep and shudder as he is cumming, sweat dripping off him onto me all I can smell is his sweaty scent. He pulls out and rips the rubber off and throws it into the darkness. He sits back breathing heavily as he clicks his fingers and points to his cock I get down and take him back in my mouth, tasting his strong thick cum as I feel his cock head throb and more cum leaks out as I greedily suck it from his cock and swallow it… Tasting metalic too but definite can taste myself on his cock thinking it strange as he was rubbered up. Tapping me on the head telling me to stop he sighs as I release his cock. “Thanks needed that” he grins at me. “Anytime” I stay there on my knees still half naked hoping his was gunna finish me off, but he grabbed his pants and pulled on the cord and did himself up as he finished the smoke, asking me if I had any more and told him I was on my way back to get another pack and go back to drinking. Telling me he was spending the night here and to go get him some and he would see about fucking me again if I was interested. Thinking about it, and it cudda been the alcohol or just the sheer need of wanting to be wanted even if just my hole to get off. I said he could crash in my secure parking, I had my own car park space that was secure from the rest of parking with its own pull down door so was private. Without a response he grabbed his back and said lead the way, pulling my pants up I take him up the road and lead him down the car park entrance as I put my code in as the door opens he follows me closly. Walking down the concrete hallway I get to my door and open the roller door as he walks inside and I mention I have a cot set up at the back I usually come down here to get away from the housemate and have my own space, toys and lube my laptop is there with porn on it. Grinning at me he drops his bag and starts to get naked as he gets to his underwear and looks at me and asks if I want another fucking, grinning I start to strip and get down on all fours over the cot as I feel him behind me rubbing my hole. He mentions he hasn’t any more rubbers and I don’t have any he says “I could just fuck you raw, I promise I wont cum in you” my head in two places as I simply nod and confirm “you wont cum in me??” Nodding he spits on his cock and I notice it slides in easier this time, I feel very wet all of a sudden, grunting as he slides in deep hearing him sigh as he starts fucking me in a steady rythem, “Once I cum it takes me a while to cum again” hr groans as he keeps fucking, I push back as I enjoy the senstion of letting him fuck me raw, the thought of him raw turning me on. He continually spits on his cock and keeps me lubed up. We mustve been fucking for at least 30 mins and at about that mark I feel him shudder as he slides in deep and takes a minute. “Are you ok?” I mention as I feel his cock throb in me as he moans softly. “Yeah pig just catching my breath” he starts fucking again, I feel very wet and can feel something dripping down my hole down my legs, putting it down to spit and sweat I push back, another 15 mins later he stops and sighs again as he calls me a dirty pig as his cock throbs, telling me to be still or he will cum… few minutes later he starts fucking again this time harder and rougher making me whimper as he snarls at me. “Dirty fucking faggot taking my nasty homeless cock, I wanna blow my load in ya guts pigs, where do you want my nasty fucking homeless load you faggot?” He growls. Thinking he is roleplaying I push back and beg him to cum, “fuck me harder, fuck this faggot, blow your load all over my hole or my face” grunting as I feel his speed pick up. “Beg me to dump it in you pig” hr grunts as he spits on my face. Confused and starting to feel my hole tense up shooting pains down my legs “please, don’t cum in me… cum on my face or down my throat” whimpering “Yeah you want my load in ya don’t ya faggot” he grunts as he slams deeper “No, not in me please” I whimper as I try to pull forward Hearing him growl as he slams forward and strains as I feel his cock throb in me yet again as he growls “yeahhhhh take my nasty homeless load faggot fuckkk yeahhhhhhhh” he cooes. He lets go of me as he pulls out, I turn around shocked he looks at me and says “fuck that was hot” he grins. “You said you wouldn’t cum in me” I say shakily as I go to stand up. “Sorry I couldn’t help myself, you felt so good and I just lost control, how about you go up grab the smokes and come back and have a drink and get more aqauntied with my cock pig” he smiles Looking at him, he looked ok, so I grabbed my jeans and pulled them up, leaving him in the garage I go up the elevator to my floor, opening up to loud music and a few people I didn’t know. There were a few of the bears from the bar I had been drinking at. Smiling at me as I return the smiles and nod my head as I beeline it towards my room, grabbing a drink along the way and quenching my parched throat to the sweet nector of the drink. Pushing my way into my room as I close the door halfway as I go searching for my stash. Looking around I don’t notice as one of the guys come in. He coughs slightly and says eveing to me as I turn around shocked and startled. Grinning at me I ease as I return the evening and ask him if he is having fun. “I was having fun shame as I was looking for you at the bar but you had disappeared that was over an hour ago, where did you wonder off too, givin ive just seen you come back here now and been here for a while myself” he mentions as he steps closer. “I stopped and got some air and kinda hooked up” I grin as I blush at him. “Hooked up hey…… wouldn’t have been with that homeless guy in the parking lot on the way here would it” he smirks at me, shocked as I blushed harder as he steps up to me and pushes his hand down the back of jeans as he touches my wet arse. “Ohhh and he loaded ya too did he” he grunts as he slips his finger inside me as I reach out and grab his furry arm to steady myself as I whimper “He did, he fucked me a few times but came in me once…. By accident” I whimper as he undoes my belt and button and pulls my zipper down. “Accident… sure…. He probably blew in you more than the once, he is known for that” he grins as he fingers my sloppy hole harder as he manuvures me over the bed on all fours as I hear him unzip himself. “No need for a rubber then if he has already bred ya is there pig? He looks down at me as I look behind and see a fat uncut 7 inch thicker than the homeless cock protruding out his fly. Rubbing his cock over my arse I whimper as he pushes forward he reaches down and places his hand over my mouth as he thrusts his hips forward hard as his cock lodges and splits me open. Muffled screaming into his hand it didn’t take long for my arse to stretch and the pain gave way to pleasure as he started fucking me. Grunting and gruffing as he sweated over me pushing his cock deeper inside me. The door opened and in walked another guy I remembered from the bar, he closed the door and locked it behind me as he sauntered over to the bed and unzipped himself as he crawled up onto the bed and presented me with his 6 inch fat thick cock cock hairy half way up his cock a thick bush at the base and so sweaty he pushes his cock on my lips as I open and he rams his cock in me. They start talking to each other so casual as if I werent there being dicked by em on my bed with a group of people right outside the door. “You heading out after this to the next party Chav?” The guy behind me fucking me spoke to the one down my throat. “Yeah, gunna see Dave and the others and decide what to do from there, prob head to the Den and loose another load if I feel up for it, by the way your doing him raw? The guy down my throat spoke back. “Yeah doing him raw, you know Baz the homeless guy he has already dumped a load, well prob a few knowing him, so no need for rubbers now who knows what he has right” the guy fucking me replies as he picks up and starts fucking hard, feeling his heavy nuts slap mine as I listen to the conversation and break out in a cold sweat worrying myself. “Awwww yeah im gunna nut in him, you can fuck him after im done bud” as he grabs my hips and digs his fingers into my hips and pulls me back on his cock as he lodges himself in me, feeling his throbbing cock at my 2nd entrance pumping his batter inside me. My muffled groans as I gag on the guys cock as I feel the guys load pump inside my guts. He withdraws as he walks around to the side of the bed as the guy pulls out my mouth and moves behind me. I get the cum coated cock shoved in my mouth as he tells me to clean him up as his mate slides easily into my cum coated arse. “Fuck he is wet, I bet the guy blew a few loads in him now your load fuck it feels good. Not gunna last long will add my nasty load and we can bail” the guy who had just face fucked me and now pumping away at my arse. I suck the guys cock cleaning his greasy cum covered prick as he sneers at me. “Yeah you dirty fuck, guess there really isnt a need to wear rubbers anymore, you let a homeless guy fuck you you pig who knows what the fuck he has” he leers at me as I shudder as I feel his mate grinding harder at my arse as he starts groaning feeling him push harder into me as he unloads. The cock slides out my mouth and my arse at the same time, groaning as I collapse on the bed panting. Watching them pull their pants up and ignore me as they leave the room talking about their next plans for the night. The door quietly half closes. Its only a few minutes and this fat chubby older guy would have been about 55 yrs old comes in and closes and locks the door as he looks at me, im half dozing so I smile and mumble something not even trying to cover up. He grabs a cup that was on my night table something alcoholic as he passes it to me and tells me to drink it all. Happily gulping down the mixture as I feel him move behind me. “They did you raw?” He asks as his thick finger slightly grazes my cummy tender hole, shuddering as I nod. “Its been so long since ive fucked raw, not many let me these days” he almost whispers as I watch him with his other hand move his zipper down as he slides his fingers inside his zipper and starts playing with himself. Without speaking I spread my legs and stay face down, the alcohol kicking back in as my head spins. I hear him drop his pants as he gets on top and I feel his thick cock force inside me as I gasp. “Fuck yeah you pig, let daddy inside you. Naughty faggot son letting those men breed you, you know they aint clean right. Your chute filled with nasty dirty seed and now letting daddy knock you up with his bugged cock” he growls as he grinds his hips and starts hitting that spot as I grown and push my arse back to meet his thrusts. Grunting on top of me, he gives me a good few minutes of solid fucking. Suddenly he moans a really deep gutteral groan and I can feel his cock throbbing as he unloads. Once done he pulls out and pulls his pants back on as he walks around my side I see the tattoo just above his pubic bone as he tucks his shirt in of a bio hazard symbol with a scorpian over the symbol. He pats my head and tells me Im a good pig for letting him nut in me but I shouldve gotten him to rubber up, however he is grateful I didn’t. Smiling at me he takes his leave. Looking at the clock, I realise ive been up here for almost an hour and taken 3 raw loads and almost forgot about the homelss guy. I reach for my clothes as I dress myself groaning as I feel the cum leak out of me. I grab the smokes and slip out of my unit to the elevators and back down to the garage. I walk into my unit and I hear talking and walk in on the homeless guy who fucked me and two other hairy scruffy older blocks, sitting there in their sweaty jocks obviosly waiting for me.. One of them speaks “Finally he is here. I get to go first” he states as he looks at me. What Have I gotten myself into? I start trembling……
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Will visit playa de ingles, looking for toxic tops there,arrive at 16/5 Will go to noxon but still would meet guys locally. Me 46 180 82 18*5 bottom, will stay at Axl Beach Resort
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My name is Jacob. I grew up in a very strict evangelical Christian family. We attented church twice a week, had bible study every night at home, and believed sex was only in marriage for procreation. That's why we had 9 kids in our family. I was number 5. We lived in a small house with no privacy. All the boy's shared one room, all the girls another. So needless to say not only was masturbation a sin, it was near impossible to find a place to do it. But teenage hormones always find a way. I had mastered the art of silently rubbing myself off late at night, cumming into my hand then licking it clean to leave no telltale sign of my disobedience. Disobedience was a severely punishable crime. After God, Father and Mother reigned supreme, and any fractions were dealt with swiftly and severely. This most often consisted of a switch to the palms, or bare buttocks. I remember once my older brother Elijah was caught touching himself and Father made him strip naked in front of us boys and bend over, grabbing his ankles while his buttocks were administered with 39 lashes, the same number Jesus endured. He had to say "I am a sinner, I deserve this, Thank you Lord Jesus" after every strike on his flesh. All I could focus on was his exposed anus and his testicles and penis hanging down, all covered in light hair, such as I was sprouting at the time. I felt my own penis getting hard as I stared at my naked brothers private parts. But like I said, hormones drive teenage boys to take risks. I was 15 when I discovered I could sneak into my neighbor's garage while he was away at work and have a much more satisfying masturbation session that I could late at night in my room. Here, I had privacy and could strip naked and enjoy my body without fear of getting caught. Or so I thought. I had been enjoying Mr. Jackson's garage for several years, when one day there was a new development. I had snuck in as usual and started dropping my trousers when something caught my eye. On a shelf were some magazines. And not just any magazines, they were sex magazines. GAY sex magazines! Even more sinful than unmarried men and women! My blood ran cold knowing the devil was tempting me beyond my youthful masturbation, but I couldn't look away. I was transfixed at the images. I had of course heard of the evils of homosexual sex, but had never seen it. And here it was staring me in the face. And my penis had never been harder! I had barely touched myself when I ejaculated a mighty load all over Mr. Jackson's magazines and garage floor. I panicked at the thought of leaving evidence of my tresspassing and frantically licked my sperm off the magazines as best I could before replacing them as I found them. I pulled up my trousers and quickly went home, forgetting about what I left on the floor. A couple of days later, I returned to find the magazines again. This time I looked through more of them as I delicately stroked my penis until I orgasmed into my hand and cleaned up the evidence. I was hooked. The devil had his claws in me, and that night I prayed and prayed to God to save my soul. But I was too far gone with my interest in those magazines. Several weeks went by, with me there almost every day, falling deeper into the devil's trap. Then it happened. I was laying naked on Mr. Jackson's garage floor, stroking my penis, and I heard it. The door to the house opened and there I was, caught red handed. I didn't realize Mr. Jackson was home that day and I was caught hook, line, and sinker. I froze in terror, unable to move. Mr. Jackson just looked down at my naked body and smiled an evil smile. "Well, well, well," he snickered. "So it's you Jacob. I was wondering which boy had been sneaking over here. Looks like I caught me a tresspasser." As he said this he aimed his phone at me and snapped a couple pictures. "How old are you now boy?" he asked me. "18 now Sir." I was barely able to get out. "Perfect." he said as he snapped another picture. "Now what would your parents say if I told them about this and showed them these pictures?" "Please Sir!" I begged, tears running down my face. "Please don't tell them. I will be condemned." "You already are boy. Your mine now." He laughed as he stared down at me. Mr. Jackson was an older black man, with a short greying beard and a bit of a pot belly. He started unbuttoning his pants as he said, "I know you're a faggot Jacob. I know you've been looking at those magazines as you jerk off. Well boy, now I own you, and if you want to keep this private, you'll do as I say!" With that he pulled out his big, black dick which was already rock hard. I knew what he wanted me to do. I had now seen dozens of pictures of men sucking each others penises. I was about to do the same. "Meet your new friend, Kahn." he said as he grabbed my hair and pulled me up. "Open up faggot!" My mouth spread apart as the tears ran down my face. Without ceremony he pushed his penis into my open mouth and started ramming it in and out. I struggled and gagged, choking on it as he held my hair, pulling my head back and forth, taking more pictures of my first oral sex. "Suck it you self righteous little whore. You're my whore now! God can't save you. You'll learn to worship and pray at your new god. You'll do anything I tell you, and learn to beg for it!" With that he started ejaculating down my throat, pumping his sperm down into my belly. When he was done he pushed me back down to the ground, smiling at my rock hard teen dick. "Jerk it boy!" He ordered me. I just grabbed it and started to shoot as soon as I had stroked it a couple of times. Mr. Jackson of course took more pictures as I shot all over myself. "Lick it up bitch!" He demanded. Then get dressed and get out. I'll be in contact." With that he went inside the house, leaving me naked and trembling at what had transpired. I knew I was now his property.
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ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - P'TOWN PARTY WEEKEND PART 10
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ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE - P'TOWN PARTY WEEKEND PART 10 Installment number Ten of what was probably the best real party weekend of my extensive "career" - back in 2006 in Provincetown. My hubby was in New Hampshire at a 4-day business convention and during those 4 days he was happy for me to do my partying in Ptown by myself, with him joining me after his convention for the much more vanilla style sex he prefers. Thursday night my buddy Jimmy hosted a hot orgy for me but Friday morning, emergencies hit him and Lou the local candy-man, leaving his assistant "Vice" a straight but hot Portuguese local guy to spend the day pnping with me – progressing to that night when a storm and blackout led to a bathhouse style house party at the guesthouse, with blond Boston frat boy type Kieran and his surprisingly chem friendly hubby Charlie; the Houseboys and the skinhead Manager Zar; an old friend – an Episcopal Priest no less – from Philly; some hot leather dudes; older daddies; a hot Saudi jock type, and of course Lou and Vice. Chapter 8 and 9 recount the str8 boi finally giving up his hole incredibly! This amazing weekend took an entire notebook to cover (I've kept sex diaries since I was a teenager) and never before or since has ONE weekend taken up an entire book. So along with me - at the time a 43 year old jock muscle leather guy - Caucasian, blond/blue - we pick up the story on that soggy Saturday morning with the guesthouse doors soon to be opened and Vice, Lou and I relaxing and cooling down. Once again, apologies for the delay. SATURDAY DAWNS – STILL SOGGY STILL SEXY Vice was popping grapes and having a bit of Yogurt around 5:30AM when he looked at me, and with all sincerity asked, “So, Daddy J, is EVERY weekend like this for you?” Lou couldn’t even control his laughter as I sputtered, “sadly no, Vice, even I cannot claim to have a weekend like THIS very often at all.” We laughed and I added “and hell, it’s still not even dawn on Saturday morning!!” After a few more grapes and some more drinks for each of us we all fell into one of those comfortable “fugue” states that can happen when taking a break in a marathon party weekend. Vaguely still stroking cock, nips or holes and drifting in almost a hypnotic state, next thing we knew it was just after 8AM. A loud noise out in the hallway seemed to rouse us all, and we all began to stir ourselves and stretch out. The view out the window showed lots of puddles everywhere along with downed branches and other wrack from the storm the night before. “Well, that sure was one stormy night,” I quipped. “You boys have as much fun as it seems you did?” “Hell yeah,” replied Lou while Vice jiggled his eyebrows at both of us smirking “No regrets, J-daddy, NO regrets.” Excellent, so THAT was out of the way, and all was not only well, all was awesome seeing the stud still so enthusiastic. “Anyone have any idea what Jimmy’s surprise is for this evening?” Vice did not, but then he’d only met Jimmy on Thursday afternoon, but Lou answered that he had a few clues but was due to hear more details later today himself. “What are your plans until then J-Man?” Lou asked. “Eating sounds good,” I began. “And frankly, I’m going to come back here after breakfast and take half a sleeping pill and get some actual sleep before I start the chemical bacchanalia back up. Later this afternoon if the sun comes out, I’ll probably go out to the dunes and get some sun and fuck around out there a bit, it’s been years… oh, and I need to go to the leather store for a few things as well. How does Café Heaven sound to you boys?” Café Heaven was by far the closest breakfast spot and one of my favorites. “Won’t the line be hellacious?” asked Lou. “Not if we find 2 more guys to eat with us,” I replied. “They have a table that fits five and only five people that they won’t give away to a group of a different size. If we shower and get over there by 9 we will likely be able to get that table. My treat by the way…” We started to move with a bit more alacrity – a few pipe puffs admittedly helped – and checked with one of the houseboys (Noah) who was out in the hall cleaning and tidying after the orgy just hours before to see if we were still clear to use their group shower room. When told “yes of course” we bundled up our kits and headed down the back stairs with just towels around our waists. We were greeted with enthusiasm by Lorenzo and a moment or two later by Miles and Zar the manager who had just entered from the laundry area with a big load of towels and sheets. Some good-natured ass-grabbing and cock-tugging ensued before we were released to shower, shave and all the rest, including each of us using the shower shots and was gratified that Vice was the first to insist we all use them to be “ready for anything”. As we were toweling off and drying our hair, we mentioned going for Breakfast, and we got our additional two guys – Zar and Miles – to join us. The other staff would finish the cleanup and other duties as these two would be taking most of the evening shift that night. Telling the guys it was time for me to call my Hubby, I left them all joking and chatting, and getting back to my room, dialed my husband’s hotel and asked for his room (no, he didn’t have a cell phone – it was 2006, and he hated them, didn’t get one until 2017. Seriously.) We chatted a bit, and I asked how the “Evening of Entertainment” was at his Convention the night before - “tragic” he responded with a chuckle, and he filled me in on a fascinating seminar the day before and which topics he was scheduled for later in the day. I was telling him about how wild the night before got with the blackout, and with Father Frank (swearing him to secrecy) and was just getting to Vice deciding to get fucked, when the boys returned. My description made Vice blush a bit, but I noticed the tent making itself known in Vice’s towel. Though most of the evening wasn’t my husband’s kind of scene, THAT portion was very hot to him he informed me. Again, promising him that I would both eat and sleep we said “I love you” to each other and ended our call. The guys were both shaking their heads. “Vice my man,” Lou began, “just how often would that conversation happen with any CHICK whose guy just had sex with a ton of other people?” Vice laughed, responding “like NEVER… can you imagine the world of abuse you’d take for that?” “Nice to know there’s an alternative, yo, right?” Lou offered while Vice smirked and nodded. Grabbing something from one of my drawers I addressed Vice. “Here” I said as he caught it easily, “put a little of this on your hole now and a couple of times today, it should keep you from getting sore.” He looked at the tube while spreading some on his bud with a finger. “Anal Eeez? That’s wickie wild man, you guys think of everything – well sex-related everything, don’tcha?” We all got dressed, with Vice pocketing the tube, and although we packed up all their stuff, including Lou’s supply box, we locked it in the closet for them to retrieve after breakfast, and headed downstairs where we collected Miles and Zar and headed out to eat. We arrived and saw a line already, but after a minute, the door opened and Deborah the owner (a former Broadway dancer with lots of friends in common) saw me, gave me a hug and kiss and asked me how many. “Five” I smirked. “Come right this way gentlemen,” as she ushered us in ahead of lots of 2-tops and 4-tops who were waiting in line for the next table that size, and were shocked that our group was heading right in. “Brilliant,” Lou whispered to me, “I have to remember to only bring 5.” It turned out to be a very fun breakfast – Lou and Zar catching up and telling stories from when they were in High School together; Vice excitedly – but quietly – telling how amazing everything the night before was especially getting fucked, while even Miles turned out to be a lot of fun. There was a wicked sense of humor on this farm-boy from Kentucky, and he just could not get over the fact that despite my being from a 4th generation New York City family, I actually loved Country Music and even sang some once on the stage of the Grand Ole Opry with Phil Campbell’s band... He was also a baseball fan too – Cincinnati Reds – and boy did he freak when I let him know that I’d been to Opening Day at Riverfront Stadium three times due to my appearing at theatres in Cinci and Dayton in late winter and early spring three years in a row. Lou, Vice and I knew we’d still be pnplaying later and ate accordingly. Lots of Yogurt and Granola and Oatmeal and such, although I couldn’t resist a plate of Heaven’s famous fried potatoes, so peppery and so good. With everything else I’d had in the past 36 hours; I needed breakfast to be both digestive and party friendly - I hoped the one indulgence wouldn’t become an issue (it didn’t). We were back at the guesthouse by 10am. Jimmy had texted that he would meet Lou, Vice and me at “After Tea” Tea Dance at 6:00 and he’d go to the leather store with us after that. After setting up meeting at 6, at the Crown & Anchor, Vice and Lou shlepped all their stuff out in the bags they brought last night and headed back to Lou’s to similarly crash and get some sleep. Zar helped them carry some stuff, leaving Miles in my room looking at me speculatively. “Yes…?” I drawled out in my lowest register. “I ain’t gonna to be able to fall asleep ‘less I jizz one more wadd,” Miles told me, then gave me the big boo-boo eyes and asked “so do you wanna’ fuck around some while we tire out a bit more? I know you need to sleep, so just more of a quickie?” I chuckled, nodded and we started stripping. I pulled out a pipe and torch and he began to talk again. “Ya know, s’ really rad meeting a dude who likes the same music and sports and shit I do. Most gayboys don’t like ‘em… and you don’t even care whether you bottom or top more and are down with both…” I nodded as he continued, “That’s the way I wanna’ be too, I hate being stuffed into a box I don’t fit into…” “In professional theater, we call that ‘Type Casting’ and it happens to me all the time, more when I was your age. And that goes for sex too – all the way up to the present day; looking like I do? Party guys think I’d never be into it…” I paused to pull a big hit from my waterpipe, grabbed him by the neck, blew a shotgun into his mouth, and handed torch and bong over to him, then continued; “I’ll admit it sucks sometimes, but don’t let it get to you – just strike out and be yourself. Damn, kid, you are nice enough and hot enough that you’ll be able to stick to your own course if you want.” He nodded as he inhaled the glass cock then pulled my neck to him and shot-gunned me as aggressively as I had just done to him. I winked at him as I exhaled and said “I’ve got a prediction here – I guarantee you after last night’s performance, NO ONE around here is going to typecast you as a twink bottom…” He grinned hugely at that. “Getting typecast as a redneck TOP, now that might happen from now on…” “Oh yeah? Well, then…” at that the little ginger hottie pushed me onto the bed on my back and pulled up my legs, his hard cock ready for entrance. “Hey country-boy! Some lube? Yeah, I’m pretty open but currently dry down there…” He smirked and dropped to his knees alongside the bed and dove face first into my hairy hole. Unfortunately, it was too good to last. Not two minutes after we started there was a commotion out in the hallway and we heard someone knocking on the door of the room next to mine (Father Frank’s) and then my door, with Zar voice calling “Seth? Miles? I need you both, emergency.” “Damnation, what horseshit do they need from me right this minute?” Miles stood, and with the both of us fully naked, and hard, pulled open my door in annoyance and drawled, “you have the worst goddamn timing Zar…” Without blinking an eye at our condition, Zar bumped into the room and replied, “sorry guys, this really IS an emergency, one of the guests…” he was cut off by Seth busting in behind him whining “Now, what?” The disheveled and confused blond twink was trailed by a rumpled Father Frank looking utterly pleased with himself, Seth wearing a very skimpy purple bikini brief and Frank looking kind of studly in an old Bike jock strap. Zar closed the door behind them, then spying my bong and torch grabbed them, sparked the torch and once the vapor began to churn, took a large hit then sighed as he blew a major cloud into the room. “Sorry for not asking Daddy J, but I really needed that… thanks.” I put my hands up indicating it was no problem then indicated to him to pass it around once he started talking again. Everyone took a hit or two. “So last night, during the blackout one of the guests stumbled on the stairs once the emergency lighting started fading. It hurt, but not really badly, he thought, so he continued playing for a bit, then went to bed after popping a couple of PM painkillers. When he woke up a little bit ago he was in agony, his ankle swollen to the size of a cantaloupe and angry red, black, blue and purple… and he can’t walk, AND he’s a single, no one with him.” “Provincetown Ambulance, or Outer Cape Health?” I queried. “Called ‘em both,” Zar replied. “The Ambulance Corp is swamped because of the storm last night, apparently there were lots of similar and worse injuries around town, and Outer Cape is understaffed today – the doctor can’t get in, and the tech for x-rays and stuff is one of the injuries from last night… so our guest Earl needs to get to Hyannis Hospital because I’ll be damned if that ankle isn’t broken.” “Shit, that sucks,” Miles muttered. Zar continued, “It does. Now Karl and I are going to drive him down to Hyannis, so I need you two on duty right now.” Looking at the condition the four of us were in he said, “I know I’m cutting into off-time for two of you and fun time for Daddy J and Father Frank, and I promise I’ll make it up to all of you somehow, but it’s Saturday morning, our busiest time for check-ins and outs for the entire week and Miles, you’re the only one who can take over the front desk for me, and Sethie, I need your magic down in the laundry to get all the sheets and towels we used up last night ready for the guests, especially the check-ins. I’m sorry, really.” “It’s totally understandable, man” I told him; “and it’s the right thing to do on your part, both as a human being AND as the on-site manager of this business. I’m sure these two young studs will find time for us ol’ geezers later in the weekend.” Father Frank nodded and mumbled his agreement. I started the bong going around again saying “why don’t you guys all take a hit or two to get your energy back up before you all run downstairs and have to get busy…” Zar whispered “Thanks, I owe you one…” in my ear, after he blew his cloud, the boys took their hits, nodded to each other and shot-gunned me and Frank. With a “bye daddies, why don’t you two take care of each other” indicating our hard cocks, the three of them slipped out my door and closed it behind them. Looking at my old buddy, whom I’d known for fifteen years but had only played with sexually for the first time only a few hours ago, I enjoyed the view of the compact little Episcopal Priest who looked like a Kirk Douglas clone and was sporting wood in that classic jock of his. I was still fully naked except for a leather snap cock ring around my dick and was just as hard as he was. “It’s not a bad suggestion, you know” I smirked at him, “we did say we’d continue this later.” “We did, didn’t we…” he mused, then added, “It still feels a little weird with you – old friend and my own age and all – but a few more clouds of this stuff and any hesitation will be gone.” I smiled as I held both torch and waterpipe for him to take a hit and was a bit surprised that he indicated a shotgun so I leaned down to him and touched lips as he shot the cloud into my mouth. Pleased, I set the computer to play porn again, added a few more rocks to the pipe and melted them. We proceeded to take a number of hits and shot-gunned each of them, with our lip contact getting more intense with each hit. Finally, I said it needed to cool down a bit, and taking one last huge lungful from the bong, I set both it and the lighter down and turned to Frank to share it. He pulled my head down to him and pressed his mouth much more intensely on mine this time. The shotgun turned into a pretty serious French Kiss, and that clergyman sure knew how to make out! After about 5 minutes of us sucking face, falling back on the bed, groping each others’ cocks, tweaking each other’s nips, squeezing each other’s butts and fingering each other’s holes, we pulled back for a breath, and all Frank said was “You’re right. Friends SHOULD fuck around. I think it’s your turn, right?” I smirked, and said “hell yes… oops, sorry HEAVENLY yes.” He snickered while I took a second to pull poppers and Max Impact back out, and then lit the torch while Frank laid back on the pillows. I took a rip, handed him the set, and knelt between his legs. Taking his hard cock in my mouth I let the cloud billow all over his cock and balls, while he did a pretty good job getting himself a good hit without burning my stuff! As he blew that cloud down toward my mouth, I took a few minutes to orally appreciate his nice hard cut tool – almost a twin for my own in size, cut and girth, and he was much shorter than me – his nice sack of balls and a quick couple of licks to his taint, before I pulled two pillows, one for behind my head and one for under my ass, and spread my legs for him, showing my hole. “Ready!” I stated. Frank got up on his knees and took one last long draw from the bong, put it down, and then copying me to a degree dove his face into my butt sticking his tongue in my hole and blowing that smoke slowly onto and into me. He then rimmed me spectacularly for a minute or two, and lubing my hole and his dick, slowly but steadily pushed into me. I moaned as he bottomed out and palmed the bottle of poppers to me, indicating both our noses. I really didn’t need them at the moment, but figured I’d go with his flow while he was topping – I took a small hit, then held them for him as he did big hits in both nostrils – this really set him going, and he started a nice hard grinding fuck with lots of hip action, and a good amount of nasty talk on his part. He might have been inexperienced as a bottom, but he was well-versed in topping. I responded to his excellent fuck with my own nasty responses to his sex chatter and worked my ass muscles on him for all I was worth. “Holy Toledo!” he growled, “whatever you are doing with your ass, it feels amazing.” “Just like what you’re doing with your cock man – see, age and experience can be a good thing…” He nodded then indicated the bong, I took a quick hit and then held it for him while he took a long, long drag. He leaned down after I put the pipe down and rammed his mouth onto mine, exhaling the hit and then attacking my tongue with his. While continuing to play tonsil-hockey he really pounded me with a rapid bunny fuck that had both of us moaning into the other, tearing at each other’s nips and sweating like pigs… After a nice long pounding, he ground to a stop, still fully inserted. We both took deep breaths, and he slowly withdrew, both of us falling backwards laughing and gasping for air. “Nice work, Padre, that was one for the ages,” I complimented. “Sure was… yowza, you can do wonders with that hole of yours,” “Not bad for a mostly Top, eh?” I asked. “Now, Let’s see if I learned anything from that – I can’t believe I am saying this, but I need you to fuck ME again,” replied a chagrined Father Frank. “Well, your prayers are about to be answered Frank” I shot back. I quickly got a small booty bump ready for him and shot it into his hole to work on releasing any inhibitions as we drank some Gatorade, changed the porn, wiped up a little bit with paper towels and took a few more hits on the bong. To distract him from the minor burn, I sat him on the edge of the bed as I frequently do with my bottoms, knelt on the floor on a pillow and proceeded to worship his hot hairy ass cheeks and manhole. I feasted on that sweet, clean, inexperienced butt going from kissing and sucking to deep tongue fucking and nipping until my old pal was groaning and grunting and finally begging me to “fuck me already!” Standing up at the side of the bed, he grabbed my hard cock with lube in his hand and slicked me up while I took the lube from him and made sure his almost virginal hole was good and wet and slippery. He took a hit of poppers in each nostril, then nodded, whispering “Slow, please”. Nodding back, I slowly pushed the head of my cock into him, pausing if he flinched until I was finally balls-deep in him. “There it is man, those are my balls bouncing on your cheeks,” I growled. “I can’t believe how good this feels… wish I had done this before.” “Dude, I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you in your cassock at your church. Always thought you were a hottie.” I gradually began thrusting into him and accelerating until I had us moving at a good fuck-speed. “Holy Cow that’s amazing,” he grunted. I must admit, I always found his use of non-obscene cusswords and expressions amusing but found them even more so in a sexual environment. Wanting to give him his money’s worth, I started varying my thrust speed and angle. It was easy enough for me to do, considering the discrepancy between our sizes and weights. I shortly had him taking it on his side, on his knees doggie style, then flat on his belly as I got up on the bed. Maneuvering us a bit, I popped out only for a minute while I got onto my back and had him ride me cowboy style. He seemed to like that a lot (many top guys learning to enjoy bottoming do, it gives you a sense of being more in control even if you are receiving…) and while he rode me he was able to grab the pipe and torch and had us exchange a few clouds more. After letting the hot priest ride me for a few more minutes, it was time. Telling him to hang on, I rolled the two of us, returning me to top position in a Missionary position fuck, and began a steady bunny fuck while twisting and tweaking his nips. His rock-hard cock was pulsing all by itself, and suddenly he started to shake a bit and shoot his load. “Holy Fuck!” he blasphemed, both of us a bit shocked by his outburst and both of us turned on by his hands-free orgasm. I started a breathless joyful laugh at that point and after a moment he joined in with chuckles of his own. “You aren’t going to shoot?” he asked as he finally caught his breath. “No,” I huffed, “seems I need a bit more time to recharge and frankly some sleep – hint, hint.” I made sure that I gave him a big grin, so he wasn’t too put off by my needing a break to sleep, and fortunately he took that in good graces. “Thanks for opening my eyes among other things,” he quipped as he grabbed his stuff and headed for the door. “I may need some further tutoring in the future…” “Any time…” I gasped. “Hey Frank? Need a sleeping pill?” he shook his head in the negative as he closed the door behind him. Setting an alarm for the late afternoon, I took one of my already halved sleep-aids and gulped it back with a full glass of water. Laying back on the bed, I closed my eyes, and with the night’s hot experiences replaying on my eyelids, after a few minutes I dropped off. SATURDAY EVENING: SEXUAL SHINANIGANS AND ANONYMOUS ANTICS I woke briefly around 4 and noticed it was raining outside again, so no dune action for me today! Grabbing my alarm, I reset it for 5:15 and barely got that done before I returned to dreamland for another 45 minutes. Hearing the alarm, I was glad I had done so since that meant I had given my body a good six hours of sleep. Turning the claxon off, I stretched some and tumbled out of bed, heading to my cooler for some yogurt and fruit. As I munched, I checked my flip-phone for messages (remember this was 2006) and seeing none, assembled my kit for a shower and clean-out. Grabbing a towel and pulling on shorts, I made my way down to the desk, still manned by Miles, to see if I could still use the houseboys’ facilities downstairs. Assured that it was still okay, I asked how Earl was and was told that he did have a broken ankle and that Zar and Karl were on their way back with him even as we spoke. Grateful for the continued use of the much larger and easier to use facilities, I headed down the back “Employees Only” stairs to the houseboy’s dorm. Giving a quick “Hello?” and getting no response, I headed to the showers and utilized the shower-shot before shaving and brushing my teeth and then a full shower, getting all the funk of the day off. It wasn’t until I was drying off that anyone came into the bunkroom at all. With a quick “hey daddy” Lorenzo was in and out without questioning anything, so I wrapped the towel, taking shorts and kit in hand and headed back up to my room. I arrived at After-Tea right at 6pm and looked around the dance floor at the Pied Piper. I spied Lou and Vice right off and headed their way. Just as I got to them, I felt a tug on the sleeve and there was Jimmy with a big grin on his face. “Hey guys,” he began, “I want you to meet my niece and her boyfriend, Cassie and Doug.” He indicated two college types trailing him, his niece being a diminutive white goth-type with black fishnets under a black mini, gauzy black blouse, red bandanna and lipstick and black lined eyes and brows. Her boyfriend on the other hand, was pretty preppy, quite the contrast. Taller than me, he must have been 6’2”, a bit hefty but with a nice bubble butt, dressed in a polo, cargo shorts, socks and slides - very white, cute face and big black rimmed glasses, with short dark hair combed to one side. Jimmy introduced us, and the niece looked like she was having a blast while the boyfriend looked a bit stunned at everything. Saying “let’s dance” Cassie pulled us all onto the dance floor, where there was so much of a crowd most of us could only sway (though as a professional dancer at the time, I got in some hot moves). After a bit, I dropped out of the group and leaned against the wall watching. Shortly thereafter, Doug joined me. “Wow, man” he said. “This town is really wild. Have you been here before?” “Many times,” I replied. “I even lived here for five summers a while back.” “And you were cool with all of this?” he asked. “You don’t seem like…” “Hold it,” I broke in, “if you mean all this homosexuality, you’d best know that I’m gay before you go on…” I kept smiling however, since he was still young. “Well, no, I mean, yeah, but…” I stopped him again. “So, all of this is new and a bit unexpected for you, I’m guessing?” I asked. He nodded, “Cassie just said she wanted me to meet her uncle and that this place was wild and a lot of fun.” “And that it is, and don’t worry you don’t have to be gay to have a wild and fun time here… I’m told the straight scene here can be lots of fun too.” “Oh, that’s good, I was getting worried,” he responded. “Cassie said coming here would ‘broaden our horizons’, still not sure what she meant by that.” Seeing the group on the dance floor heading for the back deck of the club, I indicated we should follow. Catching up to them outside, Lou had handed Cassie a vape pen and drawing a hit murmured “oh that’s good! Here, Douglas, give this a try.” She put the pen to his lips and activated it, gesturing to him to inhale and obviously giving him no choice in the matter. She had him take another few hits, then did a few more herself before returning the vape pen to Lou with a “thanks!” as she did so. The group of us chatted somewhat pointlessly for a few more minutes, before Jimmy said “oops, it’s 6:30, we have to be going… have fun kids, we’ll see you later at the party at the Crown!”. They waved goodbye as Cassie pulled Doug back into the crowd and the four of us used the back beach gate to head to the alley and out onto Commercial Street. “Can I ask what that was all about?” I said to Jimmy. “Sorry, didn’t mean to blindside you but you seem to have done exactly what I needed you to.” I indicated for him to go on. “My niece wants to spice up their somewhat boring sex life and get Doug in touch with his wilder side – she thinks he has some bi tendencies, and she’s always wanted to be gang-banged, and wanted me to set up both, while getting them both high to do so. So that was the set-up, while the scene itself starts at the Crown Party tonight. We just gave them a preview of Miss Tina, and whether you knew it or not, you just gave him the first inkling that gay men aren’t just sissies and the like…” “Devious” I responded, not sure whether I meant that as a compliment or not. We headed over to one of the town’s leather stores that had a good variety of fetish wear. The clerk and I recognized each other vaguely from my days living in P’town a decade prior remembering a leather jock I bought from him back then. I picked up some more analeeze for myself (having given the stuff I had to Vice) then got another bottle of poppers, and a new chained set of nipple clamps, plus a pair of nipple suction cups. When I was done with my own purchases, Lou asked me to advise on some leather wear for Vice, which he’d be paying for. Vice looked a bit taken aback and said “Yo, you sure man?” to which Lou replied “You gunna’ be my right-hand man, you gotta look the part…” So the first thing I picked out, Jimmy seconded me on – a leather vest with no buttons or closures, but with leather fringe down the side seams. Sounds a bit like something Ike Turner would have worn, I know, but once we got his shirt off, it looked awesome on Vice. “Oh yes” said the salesman. “you’ll have them drooling wearing this.” The second necessity from my point of view was a harness for Vice. I chose one that had leather shoulder straps, but big link metal chains around the sides and heading down the front to a cockring. Next was a pair of lederhosen style chaps with a snap-on snap-off front and back panel and big chrome rivets running down the side seam. “Would you come with me to the fitting room, young sir?” the salesman asked with a vulpine smile on his face. “Go ahead, enjoy the fitting,” I said as Lou nodded for Vice to go on. While they were gone, Jimmy and Lou and I cruised the store looking at more things for sale. The absent two made a brief return for Vice to show off his new regalia both with the flaps on, and then with a slight blush as the salesman pulled them aside, with the flaps off. There was no denying his cock had a semi, and that it was wet. They returned to the dressing room while we chuckled and shopped some more. By the time they returned, the clerk with a smile and Vice with a smirk, I had gotten some toy cleaner; Jimmy had gotten lube and a new paddle; and Lou had picked up a jock, some Max Impact and four leather armbands, two of which were intended for Vice. Lou picked up all of Vice’s items plus his own and wanted to pay for the stuff Jimmy and I had, but we thanked him and refused, paying our own on these minor purchases. The clerk widened his eyes when Lou paid for all his purchases in cash. He told us he hoped all of us would return soon, with a wink and a smile. As we exited the store, Lou asked Vice, “So did he give you all the service you needed?” Jimmy and I snickered a bit. “Yo, guys, that dude got me back there and once I had my pants down he had my dick in his mouth in about half-a-second,” Vice told us. “I would have bumped him off, but it felt so good, I just let him go to town for a bit. He pulled off and said that he needed me hard to test the fit of the pouch and the cockring. After we came out to show you how I looked, he gave me a bit more head before he stopped and looked at me – I told him yo man, have a party to go to later if you catch it. He did and let me get dressed after that.” We all chuckled some more. “He did give me his card with his number, yo…” he finished, joining us in our laughter. It was only a block or two to Jimmy’s place and once inside he pulled out his big glass bong and loaded it up while putting some porn up on his big screens. We all blew some nice clouds while Lou took the time to give Vice the two leather armbands, which looked awesome on his pumped biceps. Jimmy said that he and Lou had to go and make more preparations for the group scene later this evening and needed us to hang until he called us around 11. It seems he wanted us to meet him and Lou and the niece and her boytoy at the Crown, and then as things progressed, join them in the kids’ room. Once things started going, I was supposed to bring Doug back here to Jimmy’s where a few tops would meet us, and Jimmy and Lou and Vice would stay in the room with some others coming to fulfill Cassie’s end of her fantasy. And no, Jimmy was NOT going to fuck his niece, he was hanging to assure her safety. They would then head down to Jimmy’s later to reunite the two kids. “In the meantime,” Jimmy asked. “Could you two do me a favor? Normally on a Saturday I would have one or both of my gloryholes open from now until I went out at 10:30 or 11. It’s one of the busiest times and I’m afraid some of my regulars would be ticked off if there’s no one manning them tonight. Would you guys consider doing that for me?” Again, Lou nodded in Vice’s direction, and so he nodded yes as I replied, “sounds like fun to me!” Jimmy made sure we had his big bong handy with a bag of shards from Lou. There were lubes, poppers, Max Impact and bottles of water at hand, plus he activated the screen in the gloryhole alcove (see Part 1 and Part 2) and put some gloryhole porn on it. Reminding me of how the exterior lights and camera worked and how to turn them on once we were ready, Lou and Jimmy told us to have fun and left by the ground level entrance to Jimmy’s house. Left to ourselves, I noticed Vice was already stripping, so I joined him in getting naked. From Jimmy’s collection on the wall of the playroom, I pulled two stretchy cock-rings and some paper towel rolls. “Are you okay with this?” I asked Vice. “Hell yeah, this’ll be wickie hot,” he replied, “like a vending machine of dicks!” Then I followed asking the enthusiastic newbie, “These holes are set up so that you can get fucked too. Are you ready for that if you feel like doing so?” “Sure am, used that shooter in Lou’s shower,” he responded, grabbing the bong and melting the congealed puddle on the bottom of the bowl. As I watched him take a huge rip, I thought how this kid was supposedly straight as an arrow just over 48 hours ago, and now he was enthusiastic to work a gloryhole? Astonishing. There had to be something more to this in the background that I was unaware of, but my musing was derailed as he took another big hit and shot-gunned it to me. Fuck the mystery, it was time to play! We each took a few more hits from the bong, and I suggested booty-bumps to get us in the mood for anything. Each getting a similar sized shard from the baggie we got down into a rimming 69, and after good tongue work on each other’s hole we pressed the shard as deep as we could into each other. I winced a bit at the burn, and Vice grunted “glad this part don’t last too long…”. As the burn faded, I walked over to the gloryhole alcove which Jimmy had pulled the curtain on earlier. This was a bump-out on the side of the house near the rear corner that the Realtor in me suspected had been a coal chute in bygone days. As it was, it had two side-by-side “stations” facing the outer wall where the holes were. The holes were at average waist height on the outside of the house, but the alcove’s floor was a bit lower than that (hence my feeling it was a coal receptacle in the past) with what looked for all the world like the kneelers from church on the floor of each station – there was an extra pad to put in the closest station for Jimmy who was shorter than the average guy he’d have join him there. The full to the floor stations were built narrowly so that the walls of each chute left room along the sides for padded shelves for a guy’s shins, allowing him to face the other way and have his ass even with the hole. Between the two was a holder for poppers and such, a swing door with shelf to outside and a really primitive b/w security screen to see the visitors. Guys in the know knew that a single green light out by the fence both front and along the lane meant one cocksucker was available, two lights meant two were. Arriving in the roofed over alcove on the side of the house, there was a bell to ring if the cocksucker was away from the holes for a moment. Quite a system, actually. I hit the switches for both holes, pulled the cork and wood plugs from both and watching the porn on the little screen at the back, while we sat cross legged across from each other stroking, smoking and laughing until the first “customer” arrived not 5 minutes later. The dude stepped up to the hole on the left, the one Vice had chosen, so he got on his knees and took in what looked like a decent sized dick. Only a minute or two later, the security cam showed another guy heading for the right hole and I got on my knees beside Vice and began servicing a fatter but shorter uncut dick. Using hand signals we decided to race to see who could get his guy off first. I won, but only by a couple of seconds. After that there was a fairly regular stream, never more than a five-minute break with neither hole used. Sometimes just one of us was busy, sometimes the other, sometimes both. When it was just one, the other of us would rim, suck, or rub our hard cocks against the sucker’s ass. We had just taken a water break about an hour into the session when the security cam showed 2 guys showing up together. Vice immediately perked up and whispered “oh fuck this is hot! I know them, old friends… left, go left… YES” Though I didn’t know the whole story, what little I got made me very horny and I went to town on the other old friend while Vice slipped the longest cock so far between his lips. Both dicks were beautiful, big and full, but Vice’s pal got a bit thicker than he could handle so we switched places briefly so I could deep-throat his pal. While stroking his other pal, Vice hissed through the swing door. “you guys want some ass? Wanna fuck?”. The guys indicated they did and asked for a bottle of poppers while Vice returned to his station and we both lubed our butts some and got on our shins and presented our holes to the wall. Vice took a huff of poppers, passed them to me, and tapped on the wall to let them know to start. Meanwhile, I torched up the pipe and we each took a hit as our holes got breached. Vice’s guy apparently made his entrance slowly, while mine was a bit more rushed. Once we had blown out our first hit, I whispered “so what’s the deal”. Vice replied likewise with a whisper that his guy was his best friend in elementary school and played on his hockey team in high school, and the other guy was his pal’s older brother. “I can’t believe I sucked on my buddy’s dick and now he’s got it fucking me… can’t wait for the next time I see him on the street or something and he doesn’t know that I know what his hard dick looks like and tastes like and that he fucked his old hockey buddy up the ass. So wickie hot!!” We made out like teenagers before taking more bong hits as the straight boys outside banged our butts. At one point from outside we heard “Change up?” and the cocks pulled out briefly before we each felt a slightly different tool slip up our holes. “Damn, Jimmy,” came the voice from outside, “whoever you got workin’ the holes tonight, let us know the next time they are here… so good…” Vice and I smiled at each other as the guys withdrew again and returned to their original places to finish off. Sure enough, only a minute or two passed before my guy started to squirt with his brother starting right after. Once they both pulled out, we both sat back to breathe. “Fuckin’ A, that was so hot,” Vice began. “Who’d a thought someday I would suck off my man Matteo, and get him to bang my ass. Damn he’s got an amazing dick!” “His brother wasn’t bad either,” I smirked. “You knowing them made that a lot hotter too. And he has no idea who just got him off so well!” “Shit, now that I know what his dick looks like and what a good fuck he is, I wonder if there’s any way I could get him tweaked up on T, and have him get naked and fuck around together… maybe get a piece of his ass too…” he mused. “I like the way you think son,” I responded. After that we only had one or two more who wanted to fuck, and neither were at the same time. In fact, both holes were only active at the same time once more before we closed down, but when one of us was sucking, the other was rimming him, or sucking him, or fucking him from behind. We kept each other quite happy as we finished off the 8 or so more guys who stopped by before 10:30 when we shut down, turning off the lights and closing up the alcove, putting the plugs back, closing all the lubes and poppers and turning the security cam off. Pulling the heavy curtain down over the alcove, we headed to the group shower Jimmy had on that level, did quick touchups and packed ourselves up (including Vice’s new leather attire and the baggie Lou left us). Right on time at 11:00, Jimmy messaged us to “start heading down” and gave directions on how to properly lock his place up with the keys he gave me before he left. He knew I needed to stop at my guest house to change into fetish/club wear for the party and get Vice changed into his. Jimmy naturally worked this time into his schedule for the evening. I messaged back we’d be there before 11:30. Swinging out onto Commercial Street together, I looked at Vice and said “Looks like you’ll be getting some real pussy tonight, that must make you happy…” He shrugged and said, “Not really sure pussy will be as much fun, and besides, Jimmy’s niece looks kinda skanky, don’t she…?” “I thought she was kind of a manipulative little minx,” I replied. “Already got one of those, who needs more?” Vice quipped. I laughed and slapped him on the back as we headed through the fog to my guesthouse. -
It's been a few years since I last wrote a wild story and my husband thinks I should publish some of them. These stories are taken from mostly real life experiences with a touch of creative license. I love hot wild kinky sex but I love it with heart and connection. I am in my mid 60's. I am 6;1 190 pounds and in pretty good shape. Salt and pepper hair and short beard. Lightly hairy chest and almost 8 inches cut. I often pass for early 50's and that's good because that's the age of my husband of 10 years. We actually have been together for 10 years and married for 5. I keep a tight grip on the partying and we keep it to about 4 times a year. Been down the road of excessive use and not going there again. It's also a treat to do it and it's much more intense. my husband is 5'10 175 and solid dark brown Asian American with a hot bubble butt and 7.5 cut cock, he is in hid mid 50's and HOT. We are both versatile and when not partying sorta flip fuck each other. I am more top but who keeps score! It had been almost a year since we had a wild weekend and we were overdue. On the occasion of our 5th wedding anniversary my husband surprised me with a weekend getaway to a seaside resort near the ocean. It was not very busy being off season but he had plans. He said he had secured some really good meth and had brought all the supplies necessary for a while weekend. He told me to bring all my toys and leather. We drove a couple of hours north of the Bay Area and arrived at a beautiful town nestled in hills and trees right on the water. It was cold and but crisp and clear. Husband knew the owners of the B&B and had wanted to visit for some time. We walked into the lobby which was a simple check in area and out comes Ricky, a tall lean BEAUTIFUL young man in his mid 20's. He was dark skinned native and latino mix. Striking facial features with a beautiful jawline, gorgeous big brown eyes and a prominent nose that all were framed my shoulder length thick dark brown hair. I am not one to chase after young men but this guy took my breath away. I noticed he nice bubble ass and he looked respectable in the front of his pants. I shook my head a couple of times and said to myself knock it off he's a kid. He was soft spoken and neither feminine or masculine but had this beautiful androgynous energy. FUCKING HOT. We went to our room which was a lovely open suite with a large king size bed with a nice head board. I immediately thought of being restrained there and my husband looked at me and said I think of everything. There was a gas fireplace and a large screen TV over the fireplace and a big sectional couch that faced the bed with a built in ottoman attached. We sat down and started to kiss and make out and I thank him for setting things up. He pulled out a big baggy of bright white shards of crystal and pulled out a pipe and said let's try this shit out. We planned to go downstairs and grab a light bite at the restaurant bar in the B&B. I took a big hit and immediately shot gunned it with my husband and damn was it good. Before I could say anything we were naked and making out. We hit the bong 3 or 4 times and it felt so good. We sucked each other for a while and he said off to the showers with you young man and get cleaned up and out. I got plans for that hot ass of yours later. So off I went to the shower with a couple of my favorite dildos to assist in the clean out process. I love to fuck myself to know I have achieved total cleanliness. We dressed and decided to head downstairs for a quick bite. We both had a glass of Prosecco to celebrate and there was Ricky serving us as bother host and server. I could see him now in full view and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Tall lean and defined. Bubble butt and he looked full in his crotch. He was a little flirty without being overbearing. The place was empty for another couple sitting along the wall. A handsome bi-racial couple in their mid to late 30's. The black guy was about 6'2 and 200 pounds with a light beard and very handsome. His partner was the same height and leaner with red hair and a short beard. Nice lean and muscular body. I teased my husband as he had a fetish for red heads. I said wow that's our two favorite types together. Coincidence ??? I wasn't very hungry so we had some chicken wings and I think I ate two. We finished and paid up and went back upstairs. Ricky said please let him know if we needed anything and I just smiled and said good night. We got back to our room and immediately got naked and my husband said he is going to draw up a couple of rigs for us, why don't you relax and get the leather and toys out. I put on my harness and got the kinky stuff out that he knew I wanted. My collar and leash, wrist and ankle restraints and we used some rope to attach to the head board to make restraints. He knew I wanted to be tie-up and legs pulled back and work my hole real good. It had been a while. We put on some hot interracial group sex porn that was really hot. We did a few hits off the bong and make out. It was time for the first round and I laid back and attached the hooks to my ankles and brought my legs back exposing my hole which was propped up on a pillow. My husband handed me a tie and he took one for himself and said he wanted to watch me slam myself. So I tied off and took the rig and found a great vein in my arm, inserted the needle and got a great full register. I looked at my husband and said, "it's show time and pressed down on the plunger watching all the red and clear liquid flow into my arm. I removed the tie and pulled out the needle and FUCK I felt the meth move into my chest and I let out a huge cough. It had been so long and it was so fucking intense. The rush went through my body to my cock and then circled around my asshole with a huge wave of pleasure and heat. My husband lubed up my hole and started to finger me as I was flying. I was pulling on my nipples and cock and I want my ass plowed. He lubed up my favorite dildo, a 10 inch black panhandler with a handle at the end and started to slide it into my hot hole. I was on fire. It was sliding in with a little effort as my hole was tight. Once in he took my hand and placed it on the handle and said go for it hunny. I started to work that thick dildo into my hole with a slow and steady hand. fuck it felt good. Husband took a hit off the bong and shotgunned me and that made my head spin even more. He kissed me deeply and said you enjoy yourself here I have to use the bathroom real quickly. He took a double hook and hooked my wrists together so I could only reach my asshole and cock. I was alone on the bed spread out legs tied back and huge dildo in my hole watching some hot white hunk in a sling getting pounded by a hot hung black guy. I heard the door to the unit open up and I couldn't see as it was behind me but I heard Ricky say I have the extra towels you wanted. He couldn't see me from the door but caught a glimpse of the porn on the TV and walked into the main room and looked right at me and smiled and said nothing. He set the towels down on the dresser and come over to the bed and squatted down and in the sexiest voice I had ever heard he said now this is a hot surprise. He started rubbing my chest and tweaked my nipples. He said you are flying aren't you? and all could do was nod in agreement. I was a bit shocked. He saw the bong on the nightstand and took and picked it up. " May I" he asked. I nodded and he took a huge hit and came closer and shot gunned me. He started to make out with me and I moaned loudly. He was so hot. He broke away and said, I guess your approve and I barely eeked out oh hell yes. He took off his shirt revealing a beautiful dark, smooth and muscled chest with cut abs. Ricky reached down and unhooked my wrist restraints so I could reach up and touch his beautiful body. I shivered at the smooth satiny feel of his skin and my cock stirred even in its limp crystal dick state. Ricky reached down and started to kiss me deeply and he would come up for air and look at me and smile and said your husband was so right about how hot and nasty you look all tied up. I want to fuck you so badly right now. He stood up and unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pushed them down revealing a thick dark brown uncut cock semi hard that was at least 8 inches soft. I felt a rush of horniness run through me as his body and cock were so beautiful. He was now totally naked and he come onto the bed straddling my chest kneeling on either side of my chest offering me this beautiful cock at my lips. Open your mouth he commanded in a soft but commanding manner. He reached his large hand with long beautiful fingers under my head to support and guide my head onto his cock as he pushed it into my mouth. He let out a moan and said oh yes, suck my cock daddy. I was so fucking horny for his cock I opened my mouth and throat and took him almost half way down and he immediately responded by swelling in both girth and length. He would swell to well over 9 inches by the time he was fully erect. I t was then that my husband came out of the bathroom and joined us. He walked in and came over to Ricky and they locked lips and started to make out. Once they broke their embrace my husband said, was I right ? and Ricky said oh hell yes, He's fucking hot. I am about to fuck his hot ass. My husband said, let me get ready I want to be flying when you do it. He grabbed a rig and tied off and laid down next to me and I watched him find a vein, register and plunge the hot juice into his veins. He coughed and grabbed his cock and looked at Ricky and said Fuck him hard while I watch. Husband grabbed a big dildo and shoved it up his right cunt and watched as Ricky pulled out of my mouth and took the bong and took 3 really deep hits which he shot gunned with me. He got between my legs and pulled out the dildo which left me feeling so empty but not for long. He was shaking and very horned up. He lined up his cock and let the head push into my wet hole. He looked me straight iin the eyes with a much more stern look than I had scene before and said tell me what you want. I begged him for fuck me deep and hard and with that he push his fat long cock slowly into my hole all the way to the balls. Husband reach over with his mouth and started to kiss me and that turned Ricky on so much he started to pump his enormous cock in and out of my cunt moaning loudly. An animal energy took over and this sweet boyish looking man became more aggressive and verbal telling me he had my ass under his command and he was going to use me hard. My husband chimed in and said fuck me hard, he loves it and so do I. I was lost in ecstasy over the deep hard fucking by this young hot stud. He fucked me for over 10 minutes before I heard his breathing deepen and he said we was going to come. He increased his tempo and thrusting to hard deep pounding and I begged him to breed me. He let out a big moan and I could feel him dumping his hot cum into my fuck hole. He collapsed on top of me sweating and panting. My husband was still fucking his hole with intensity over the intense fucking of my hole. Ricky pulled out and I motioned for him to come forward and let me suck him clean. I love doing that as it makes me feel so piggy and I love the taste of a freshly erupted cock and my own ass juices. My husband said to Ricky once you have recovered I am next. I was that big beautiful cock in my hole too. Ricky asked if we had viagra and I said yes and better. We also have Trimix and his eyes got big and yes oh hell yes, I love that stuff. He knew how to administer the shot into his dick to resurrect it to even thicker and harder. He removed my ankle restraints so I could rest my back and I moved back on the bed and let me husband take my place on the bed so I was watch the ass fucking. I took out another thicker dildo and slid it into my freshly fucked hole and fucked it with Ricky's huge load in there. My husband was flying and begging Ricky to use him hard. Their energy got very hot and intense Ricky became much more dominant with him and even gave him a couple of firm smacks on his ass. It turned him into a very submissive little pig. Ricky pulled him up onto all fours with his ass facing me and grabbed his hair and shoved his cock into his mouth. and commanded him to suck his cock. He reached back and slapped his ass a few more times and my husband was moaning intensely. Ricky reached out and grabbed my leash and pulled me foward and said eat his ass and get it ready for me to fuck it. I did as I was told and I love eating my husband's ass. Ricky spun him around and took hold of his hips and without much prep shoved his cock deep into my husband's ass. He let out a loud yelled and Ricky shoved his head onto my cock and said suck it bitch. I was startled at the change in his demeanor but it was hot and my cock loved the attention. Ricky commenced a fucking that was hot , nasty and intense. He looked over at me with the same stern intensity and said I was to see that big dildo fucking that used cunt of yours. I replied Yes sir and he said, good boy and I fucking melted. The age difference and the power exchange was so extreme. As the fucking was well on its way I heard a noise coming from the room adjacent to us and I had not noticed that we were in a room that had a door that was shareable. Before I could register what was happening the shared door opened and standing there totally naked were the couple from downstairs. the black and white couple. HOT and sexy and hung. Both were sporting hot leather harnesses and the black guy was over 9 inches hard, the red head was 8 inches and thick like a beer can. My husband took a break from sucking and looked me straight in the eyes and said Happy Anniversary my love! My head began to spin from the surge of adrenaline. I went to move off the bed just As Ricky announced he was about to blast another load into my husband's ass, all I could think of was having those cocks in my mouth first and then ass. I knew the red head would be my husband's favorite and I'd have to share. The two guys from the adjacent room were Eric the read head and Brad the black stud. As I moved the dildo came out and I went to get up and slid completely off the bed and onto the floor with a thud. There was a collective inhalation that was audile. After a second of being stunned, total embarrassment set in at my ungraceful move. I started to laugh and it moved to near hysterical laughter and the mood in the room from raw sex to concern and then everyone broke into laughter once they realized I was ok. My husband rushed over to make sure I was ok and I had 4 hot and sexy men lifting me back onto the bed as I laughed my head off. The mood shifted to a light hearted mood and Brad and Eric began to rub and massage my body. It turned very sensual as fingers and mouths started contacting my body everywhere. Ricky broke the moment with a funny observation when he held up my dildo and said, " I think you are missing something"! Brad grabbed it and said oh I got this and applied some lube and gently and firmly inserted it into my asshole and I moaned and said Yes, fuck me. He pushed my legs apart and laid on top of me and had his knee between my legs and used his knee to keep the dildo into my hole. He looked and me and said hello handsome and planted his lips on mine and began an intense and passionate kiss with lots of tongue. Meanwhile, he knee was pushing the dildo into my hole and applying just enough pressure to force the dildo all the way in. My husband was near my head and leaned over and took Erics fat cock into his mouth and started sucking him almost right over my head. I could feel Brad's thick long cock rubbing against my belly and while the dildo fucking was hot I wanted real cock. I pushed up on Brad and broke the kiss and said I want you to fuck my ass. He smiled and said oh definitely but you must suck it first and he pulled on my leash and winked and me and said remember who is in charge here and I shivered and responded of YES SIR. He pulled me up and stood kneeling in front of me and guided his cock into my mouth. He was not forcing it into me which I appreciated as it was quite thick. Ricky was watching and stroking his cock in recovery mode and held up my ankle restraints and said, " these are a waste just laying here and Brad shifted his energy into dominate mode and pushed me back towards the middle of the bed and he and Ricky attached the restraints and Brad sat back and took in the view. Ricky offered his experience that my ass was HOT TO FUCK. My husband untangled from Eric and said wait we must enhance his experience and walk over to the nightstand and open the drawer and opened our bag of Tina and pulled out a nice medium size shard and came over and without any warning shoved it into my hole and held it there as the burn began. I let out a gasp and started to gyrate on his finger. He said yes, that' my slutty husband fuck that finger, to which I replied, I need cock in my cunt now. Brad come around and smacked my ass and said, beg me to fuck you whore. And I began to moan and babble as the shard was big enough to make me fly. He smacked my ass again and said tell me whore and he saw my dick respond with the smacking of my ass. He was now kneeling above me with his dick so close to my hole and I blurted out please fucking plow my hole. He spit on his cock and lined up the head and started to shove it in my hole and I was pushing my ass onto his cock and he would pull back teasing my hole. Eric came over and got behind my husband in a total body hug and my husband reached back and they started to make out. Ricky laid down next to me and played with my nipples. I looked over and Eric was pushing his fat cock into my husband's ass and fucking him. That position didn't last long as Eric pushed him onto his belly with his face next to mine and got on top of him to fuck him. I could watch Brads enormous cock begin to pound my hole and look over at my husband taking this huge white cock framed in red pubic hair driving into his hole. We started to make out which drove everyone wild. It didn't take long before Brad and Eric were breathing hard and signally they were ready to shoot their loads. I looked Brad in the eyes and said please breed me and he rammed his cock to the hilt and let out a loud yell and I could feel his cum bursting in my fucked hole. I looked over at my husband and Eric and Eric raised up his back and he yelled out here is cums baby. Everyone collapsed into a heap of sweat and cum. Ricky looked at me and said, my turn as Brad pulled out of my fresh fucked hole. He didn't give me any time to adjust but he knew I was still flying from the booty bump. He shoved his cock all the way in and held it and motioned for Brad to pass him the bong and lighter. He lit the bong and took a long hit and I think he intended to shot gun me when Brad intercepted and took the hit. they traded two deep hits back and forth and let it move into a hot kissing session. Brad was kneeling along side of me and flipped over me facing Ricky and lowered his cock into my mouth, still oozing cum from his eruption. I nursed on his cock and watched the hot make out session as Ricky increased his fucking tempo. Brad pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved his beautiful round smooth ass over my face and spread his cheeks and commanded that I eat his ass. FUCK YES, it's one of my favorite things to do and his ass was smooth and sweaty and sweet. I dove my tongue deep and strong into his man hole and I could have stayed there for a long time. He grabbed my ankles and resumed the deep kissing with Ricky as he plowed my ass deep and hard. Brad would let go of one of my ankles to apply a firm smack on my ass and that just spurred Ricky on even more. Brad would command Ricky to fuck this whore's ass hard, smack smack smack. That was all it took and Ricky exploded yet another load in me. He had been smoking enough that his cum acted as a small booty bump my hole became even more hungry. Ricky pulled his cock out and grabbed a butt plug and shoved it in to keep his load in me. To his extreme delight he discovered all my butt plugs are also remote vibrators. He got this grin on his face likke a kid in a toy store. Brad unhooked my ankle restraints and removed them as well. Ricky pulled me up by my collar and leash and said come on daddy come over to the couch and lay with me and let's watch you hubby get tag teamed. The thought and sound of it made my dick string to life. As I was getting up Brad stopped me before I left the bed and motioned to my collar and leash and said, "May I ?" in a action of removing it. I think it's time for your husband to get more dick, at least more of mine! Ricky set up the couch with towels and laid back and had me lay in between his legs and wrapped his warm smooth body around me. He had brought a few dildos for a bit later but was intrigued by the remote control for the butt plug in my hole. He started playing around with the settings and wham I felt the first jolt of vibration in my hole. There are few things as intense for me as my man cunt being vibrated. It's one of my favorite solo play toys. It just sends me into an intense play of pleasure and Ricky say it and it turned him on big time. He became verbal in a hot and sensuous way pressing his cock against my back and moving his hands all over my chest and playing with my semi limp cock. He would change the speed on the butt plug and I would arch my back and let my head drop onto his shoulders and close my eyes and just wallow in the intense pleasure in my man cunt. He kissed me a few times and said let's watch the show in front of us it's very hot. My husband decided he needed an extra boost and took out a rig he had already prepared. He was on his back with his legs spread and pulled back with ankle restraints. Brad had put on the collar and leash, not something I had seen him wear very often. Eric was on his knees next to him assisting with the slam. Hubby tied off and found a vein and I watched him go from horny to flying with the trademark cough and the intense desire to be fucked and used. Eric took hold of the leash and pulled up his head and placed a pillow behind it and then offered him his semi hard cock in his mouth to muffle his incoherent babbling. Meanwhile, Brad took his position between his legs pointing his rock hard big cock straight for my husband's asshole. So fucking hot. He pressed the head in and I heard a lot of moaning and husband pulled off Eric's hot and exclaimed, "please fuck me, please breed my fuck hole! I need it hard and deep!" with that Brad sunk the entire length of his cock into his already fucked hole. The verbal exchanged between Brad and husband was just hot and nasty. Every now and then Eric would shove his cock into husband's mouth and say shut up and suck me. I was stoking my cock watching my own real live porn show. Ricky said time to change out and he reached around and pulled out the butt plug and told me to insert any of the big dildos he brought over. I went back to my 10" man handler. Ricky would hold me and have me rock on the dildo and fuck myself while watching, offering sexy and nasty verbal commentary. The boys decided to change things up and unhooked the restraints and got my husband on all fours and began a spit roast of back and forth changing which one was fucking and getting sucked. I watched as Ricky held me from behind and rocking my body on my dildo, pushing my body weight onto the dildo and feeling it going all the way to the base. I could see Brads big black cock pounding away on my husband's hole in and out and stretching him out. Eric would swap places and his cock while not as long was thicker. My husband was delirious as the tag teaming of his ass was relentless with a touch of sensuality. Eric would grab his face and draw him into a kiss and that was so fucking hot. I know my husband was in heaven looking that hot red head in the eyes and face. As all this was cumming ( yeah I went there) to a head I hear the door to our room open and in walks a fucking adonis. This brown GORGOUS 6'4 200 pound hunk was wearing a black leather jacket, black jeans and a dark green sweat shirt. He was a lot of legs that were thick at the thighs with a bubble butt that reminded me of my favorite saying, " as long as I have a face, you have a place to sit!". It was Ricky's husband Carlos! he was mixed black and latino. I almost had a heart attack from the surprise and shock of how handsome he was. He walked in with this half smirk of a grin and came over to Ricky and planted a big deer kiss on him right above my head. He broke his kiss and looked down at me as said, " Hello, I am Carlos!" I couldn't speak right away and responded, Frank here! He took off his jacket and his sweat shirt was a lightweight hoodie that outlined his buff and hunky thick body. He motioned to the bong and said, "May I?". Of course make yourself at home. He lip the bong and melted the Tina and began a slow long hit and expelled a Tina cloud that momentary blocked my view. As this was happening I could hear Brad start to yell that he was getting close and about to breed my husband's hole. I peaked around to watch and Brad let out a deep howl as he pounded in his load. Eric was right behind him literally as he pulled out Eric went in for the win. Moments later he let out a deep guttural sound and planted his seed into my husband's well fucked bussy! Carlos grinned with delight and said looks like I got here just in time. He took off his shirt revealing and stunning smooth chest with a nice abs and big arms. Clearly he spent a lot of time in the gym. A bit intimidating to say that least. He came over to the couch and sat next to me and looked at the dildo in my hole and smiled and said that if fucking hot and nasty. He took the end of the dildo and started to work the dildo into my hole. Ricky pulled my hands and arms back and pinned them to my side. I dropped my head back and started to buck my hips to me his thrusts. Carlos asked Ricky if he had fucked me and he said oh hell yes and it's a fine hole to fuck. Carlos expressed eagerness to join the party and partying. He got up kicked off his shoes pulled off his white socks and dropped his jeans revealing a massive thigh brown uncut cock. Over 9 inches soft and 6 inches round SOFT. He shook it a little and it was starting to grow. He looked at me and said it's over 10 inches fully erect, I hope you can take it. Ricky said, don't worry he will and pulled my legs apart exposing my hole with a big dildo shoved to the hilt. Carlos looked over at the night stand and noticed a couple of rigs already prepared and asked Ricky if he minded if he slammed as it had been a really long time. Ricky said, not a problem at all, we should get his hunky daddy all fucked up so you can split his nasty cunt in two. The dirty talk was making my cock stir and Carlos said, that won't last long as he played with my Tina dick. The activity on the bed had subsided and my husband, Eric and Brad were all leaning against the headboard cuddled together like they were about to watch a movie. I snickered at them and said ya'll are just missing the popcorn. To which my husband responded with removing the collar and leash and handing it to Carlos and said, " this belongs to him oh and don't forget these, to which he took off the ankle restraints. Carlos picked them up with a sinister laugh and said oh this is so sweet. It's been a while since I used a pussy boy all tied up. And this was is a hot daddy pussy boys and his dick got hard and it was almost scary in it's girth and length. Carlos came over and attached my collar and pulled me in for a hot deep kiss which was so fucking hot he had beautiful thick lips and his tongue was full and luscious. He stopped kissing me and offered me his cock which was almost too thick to suck. I mostly got the head in and maybe two or three inches, I have taken big cock before but I was getting worried that this was too big. But I was going to pass up the chance to take it all. Carlos and Ricky used some leftover rope I had in my bag to secure my ankles back and around my back. Ricky came back and acted as my brace as I leaned against him. They scooped me down so my ass was more exposed. Ricky helped tie off my arm and I watched as Carlos tied off his arm, which looked so hot as his had big arms with rope veins which are a HUGE turn on for me. He said wait before you insert I want to have my cock head in your hole. He lubed up really well and started to push in his fat cock and it was thick and with some effort it popped into my hole and it felt like I was being stretched. He used plenty of lube and that made it slip a little I tried rocking on it a bit and it felt fucking amazing. He looked down and me and said, " OK handsome it's show time!" We both found fat veins and inserted and the needles and drew back a good flash. On the count of three we slam he said. One, Two, Three and we both pushed the contents of the syringe into our arms. I pulled out took off the tie and felt this intensity stronger than before. I coughed and Carlos said, Oh my FUCKING GOD as he coughed and grabbed his nipples and looked and me and I said, OH FUCK ME PLEASE SIR. And without a word his face became serious and he pushed his cock all the way in slowly but firmly and It felt fucking insane. Ricky leaned in and said, you are about to have your man pussy abused and I was lost in flight for a few minutes. All I could say was fuck fuck fuck. It went past my prostate and hit places I didn't even know I had. Ricky hit the bong and sucked down a big hit and came up to my mouth and forced it into my lungs and then held his hand over my mouth and pinched my nose so I couldn't release it right away. When he released it Carlos let loose and started to fuck the shit out of me. I was lost in the feeling of getting pounded like a virgin. His cock went past the second ring of my cunt and I never felt this intensity before. He fucked me like that for a good 10 minutes and had to catch his breath. everyone from the bed got up and walked over and started caressing Carlos and my husband said, "let's move him to the bed"! Carlos pulled out and grabbed a dildo and shoved it into my hole and with that all 5 guys came around me and lifted me off the couch and onto the bed. My ankle restraints were reattached and they all laid around me on all sides and Carlos came into the middle of the bed, lifted my legs and said. " ready for the fuck of your lift and I said, PLEASE pound and breed my pussy. He pulled out the dildo and this time he just shoved his cock all the way in and I felt it spams with good pain and pleasure. He then commenced for plow me with the intensity of a wild bull. I lost all sense of time as I was so immersed in the sensation of his cock battering my hole. The next thing I remember was Carlos babbling about cumming and me pleading with him for his load. He exploded inside of me with such force I could feel every pulse of his cum and his load was so big it was leaking out of my hole. He collapsed on top of me and we both were drenched with cum and sweat. I had cum without touching myself, something I hadn't done in years! My legs were released from the restraints and there we all laid together a group of sexy naked and spent men. We all feel asleep intertwined with each other for a few hours. We woke up to the sound of rain and wind. Ricky had gotten up and went downstairs and brought up coffee, juice and fresh fruit and some muffins. We all sat around and tried to hydrate bask in the adventures of the night. Everyone showered and it was time for some rest. Eric and Brad had over stayed their hours and said it was a pleasure doing pleasure with us. They were a couple who were also escorts and they said this adventure was one for the record books. We kissed and hugged and we thanked them for being so hot and gracious. Ricky and Carlos waited and then took their leave with the same level of affection and fun the others had expressed. When everyone was gone we got into bed and curled up with each other and fell asleep know we had given each other a hot fantasy that we would remember forever. There is another part but I am exhausted and let me know if you want more@. xoxoxox
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Scotty’s Tree House – part one Scotty, 19, was the only child of Brad and Marlene, in an old house on the Riverfront, adjacent to a public park in a large wooded area frequented by homeless drug using, homo cruising, Hustling and Anything criminal you could think of. Their house was well fenced off, and at the very corner of the large property was Scotty’s treehouse, Which his grandparents built for him many years ago. Scotty still used it as a retreat and a Hideaway sometimes to smoke weed and jack off. Scotty was under a lot of pressure from his folks, having decided not to go to college and instead take a year off, working at a convenience store nearby. Scotty was about 6 foot high, Basketball player’s build, Considered Shy and Unsure of himself. Because Scotty was homo And not had built up the confidence to tell his folks about his orientation. So Scotty sometimes would wander into the adjacent woods, Searching for a cock to suck on Or a mouth to service his. It was almost nightfall and Scotty didn’t like to be in the woods by himself. Back in high school he would be with other buddies drinking beer and smoking Marboro and weed. He was cruising in his usual spot: a shaded bluff inside the woods setback from the river, when he heard the clicking And hissing sound of a butane lighter. Standing behind them was Paul, 38, thin, Smelling like any guy not ever wearing not deodorant,dirty ripped jeans, with a rip in the ass and crotch, grimy White tank top, Heavily tatted arms, sporting a mohawk, Dark colored beard, Barbell septum nose piercing, multiple ear piercings, Black boots In a glass meth pipe in his hand. Scotty was a bit high from his weed when Paul approached him, Dilated pupils, “I seen you before in here faggot, And I thought about Sucking that fucking cock if I can ever see it, if you ever want to show it. “With that, Paul leaned over toward the rocks, spead opened the tear in his jeans and fingering his ass with some ice laced lube. He was telling Scotty to get a piece of him., But first to get down and tongue out his Musky crack hole juices. Scotty was so horny he obliged, looking around to see if anyone Was watching, while Paul Moaned while talking heavy hits of swirling ice vape and blowing blue happy thick white cloud against the rocks. “Let’s Fuck at my place, I only live about eight blocks from here. I got a sling, a dungeon playroom, leather for us, And lots of shit to make you feel good all night. I know you live in that big house and I’ll be finished with you sometime but maybe not in to worry mommy and daddy. But I am your daddy now, big boy, where it counts. And I’m your new boss, ‘oh thank heaven.’” It Didn’t take long for Scotty and Paul to get to a rundown house uphill a few blocks as it was already dark. There was a feeling that others were somewhere in the house, lots of clutter, debris, busted glass, syringes about and murals on the walls, cartoon depictions of drugs and users, public risky dirty Anon cruising not unlike the riverfront here. “Did you do these walls? “Scotty asked. “Fuck yeh. I get off on being a dirty public sex pig high as fuck and turning others into the same.” Paul is a dealer, a user, a rough trade dirty trash pig and this was his place of business: Subtle boring looking house in the outside but pure Traphouse on the inside, isolated Enough for the neighbors not to complain about the constant comings and going’s and in a prime location, overlooking the public fuck cruise. End of Part 1
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Night of the Long Dicks (Part One)
FelchingPisser posted a blog entry in From My Side of the Sling--Breeding Zone Edition
Grand Rapids—March, 2024 The man who organizes and hosts great group sex at his home, sent me a text. A top had suggested that he try a smaller number of guys. The host was aiming for three tops and two bottoms. Would I be interested in coming north to play? I would. He asked for me to bring the rimseat. I packed it and set off after an early dinner… I look at my phone as I park. The text tells me to just come in the house for the host is already taking dick. I go in. I can hear the Host moaning upstairs. I leave the rimseat on the dining room table (how appropriate!) and strip to my jock and boots. I tuck my lube in my waist band and go upstairs. At the top, to the right, is his bed—empty. To the left of the stairs is the sling room where, tonight, there is also a couch against one wall. The Host is grinding his petite ass down on a long dick. I can see nothing of the top but his long legs. Instinct takes over. I kneel and begin licking the balls of the top. The are awash with coconut oil and the Host’s ass juices. I grunt. The Host reaches behind him and rubs the freshly cropped hair on my head in welcome. And then he pulls off the dick. It slaps me on the chin before I dive for it and tongue him clean. “Now fuck him,” says the top, who I still can’t really see. I lube up and enter the Host for the first of many times that night. It’s an awkward angle, but still hot. His small ass is stretched and ready for dick. He takes me, squeezing down on me as I fuck. My legs are in a deep knee bend to fuck him. It can’t last long. I pull out and the Host suggests we move to the bed. I see the other top. He is a man I’ve not met before at these gatherings. He is tall and rangy, around my age, with only slightly receding dark hair. His dick is long and thin. And he can’t stop talking about my cock. “That thing is huge.” The moment we are on the bed, the two men begin licking me. The top is on my juicy cock and the Host is licking my balls. “You like the taste of his ass on my dick?” I grunt out. He groans his assent and keeps cleaning me up. The tall top finally comes up for air. “Let me see you fuck him. The Host goes to all fours and I plow into him. After a moment, the Host crawls on top of Tall Top, his knees on either side of his chest. Tall Top wraps his arms around him and holds him in place. I fuck him harder now. When I pull out, they both slobber over my cock. This makes Tall Top incredibly vocal. He pulls off my dick and fucks the Host roughly, calling him names and telling just what we are going to do to him tonight. And a younger, versatile cub, well known to me from our bigger sessions arrives. (Young Cub is truly vers—at the big groups he loves to fuck until he loads someone and then he’s all submissive bottom for the rest of the night.) He kneels and gives me head as the others continue to fuck. Soon everyone is taking turns sucking on everyone else. As Tall Top sucks Young Cub, I go behind him and begin to rim the new arrival. He bends, to let me in between his full ass cheeks. The Host lies on the bed, stroking to the two tops working over his friend. Then he takes over the cock sucking. I keep slurping at his hole. “Side by side. On all fours,” I bark out. Young Cub and the Host do just what I command. I push some coconut oil up Young Cub. Tall Top adds some to his own cock. He slides into the host just as my dick pops through Young Cub’s tight pucker. Young Cub gasps. “I never start with your cock. Shit!” But he is tonight. And taking it beautifully. I love side by side action. We fuck our respective bottoms in very different rhythms. The temperature in the room climbs. “Let’s switch.” We both pull out and move to the new man. I love that we both go to our knees and eat out the man that the other has just been fucking. Tall Top is every bit as piggish as I am. At the same time, we stand up and enter the other man. Fuck, they feel so different. Young Cub just starting the night of debauchery and the Host already wet and sloppy. We both plow into their asses relentlessly. We switch again. Tall Top flips the host onto his back and fucks him, panting hard. “Let’s go to the sling,” Young Cub whispers. We do. I eat his well fucked hole for a long time. As I stand, I can still see the fucking on the bed. This is a treat for me. I have fucked Young Cub many times, but he is always in demand at the bigger groups. It’s great to spend more time working his ass. “It’s odd,” he whispers to me at one point to. “I rarely get fucked when my dick’s still hard. It actually makes me even hornier.” My wet cock head has been teasing his hole as he says this. I push in. He groans as his hole flowers open. I fuck him long and hard. I take my wet dick to his mouth. He cleans me as best he can from the side of the sling. I go back and eat his ass. He is now wet. Really wet. I eat and spit and share some of his juices with him, leaning across his body to feed him. I fuck him again. This time standing still, but pushing the sling away from me and pulling it back to slap into my hips. Young Cub loves this. I eat his hole. When I stand up Latin Top, a young man with a shaved head and a regular here and at my bookstore, is standing next to us. He watches me fuck, stroking his long, thick cock. I ask if he wants a turn. He does, briefly, pounding away into Young Cub. Then the three of us go into the bedroom. The guys on the bed welcome us back. Five mouths are everywhere. Cocks are sucked. Asses are eaten. “Jeez,” says Tall Top. “Another big dick.” I come up from eating out the Host’s used hole. “It’s the Night of the Long Dicks...” (I didn’t know this would be a two part-er, but there is still so much to tell…so until next time!) The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: Night of the Long Dicks (Part One) March 24, 2024 -
Hey guys, given that the name of our site is "breeding zone", I'm thinking we have to take it a step forward from just relating past tales, to creating our own new experiences. Set up our own get togethers to fulfill the needs of all - those who need to fuck and breed, and those of us who need to be fucked and bred. Would love to have it so we can video it, discretely, and record the fuckings and breedings. Please let me know those of you who would be interested and we'll make it happen. I may be able to host my first breeding party and then we can see where we go from there. Thanks for your thoughts, suggestions, input and responses. Oink!
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So I'm planning a little weekend trip to Atlanta the weekend of Halloween. Because it's been forever since I've been there, I don't feel like I know the lay of the land anymore. I'm looking for a safe budget motel within a short distance of Flex, Manifest, Insurrection, etc. Ideally with outside access (not lobby) for discrete, non suspicion inducing breeding sessions. Is Cheshire Bridge Motor Inn still a thing?
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Notes: While the story itself is not true, many of the the events, people and places are. I’ve simply rearranged them into this story. Enjoy. Intro. He was skinny, a bit lanky and uncoordinated His glasses on the thicker side, a bit of acne, dirty blond hair cut short brushed forward and really not in any particular style. Greg had been picked on, teased and bullied his whole life. To a point where he constantly looked down, stayed out of people’s way, didn’t call attention to himself and buried himself in his schoolwork. He was 19 and school was done now for him so, with no friends to speak of, he found his only social interaction in online gaming. Greg was also gay, and with no real support network, Greg retreated into a spiraling descent of low self-esteem. He was a geek, a sub and corruptible, and he was 110% mine. Part 1 Being single for a while now and having been recently diagnosed as HIV+, I had gradually pulled out of the dating scene. I have a pretty good bod, and subs have always enjoyed my cock, but being 52 and poz made hooking up harder than before. So, I had started joining in on some of the online gaming communities. While I wasn’t the best player, I developed a good base of local online gaming “comrades” and we would regularly partake in long online quests together, bullshitting and talking with them sometimes all night long. But, my pervy side still needed to be satisfied, so I also occupied my time on many of the kink and bdsm sites. And one day, I saw it. On a kinky daddy/son site, I saw the same avatar as one of the members of my quest team. 19 years old, 110 lbs, 5’11”, submissive, brown hair, brown eyes, looking for something long-term unexperienced but looking for an older dominant man 40 -60, with an interest in kink. No other pictures but the avatar. Could this be a coincidence? The owner of the avatar in our quest group had a young sounding voice, and often seemed shy during the voice chats. Could it be the same person? Curious, I decided to investigate a little further. I did a Google image search on the avatar, and found no other occurrences of it except in our game forum and in the game’s subReddits The connection was there, his gamer name was Muks in the online game, and his character description was that of a sprite; skinny, young, blonde agile, and loyal to whomever oversaw the given quest. His behavior during game play was definitely passive at best preferring to follow others than to lead himself. Still curious, I logged onto the online game that we had spent so much time playing together. The rest of the team wasn’t online, but was surprised by the luck I had when I saw, Muks was. I sent him a text message through the game asking him how he was. “Bored” he replied. “Me too” I said. Feeling a bit horny and coquettish, I asked him if he’d like to go on a quest. Just the two of us. He said “Sure. Why not?” So, I lead him to place in the forest where not many players of the game would be, and told him the name of our quest would be Veritas and I would be the quest leader and that in order to succeed in the quest, I would need his complete honesty and obedience. As with all other past quests, he agreed. “Ok,” I said “we’ll start with some questions.” I decided to stay in the online texting rather than voice to encourage more anonymity and honesty. I started with easy questions to check against his profile on Daddies4bois. “How old?” I started. “19” he responded. Check. I thought to myself. “Where from?” I continued. Next town over. Another check. I asked him his real life, eye color, height, weight, and hometown. His short answers, all checked out against his profile the profile on Daddies4bois. I then decided to up the ante a bit, and told him that since I was the quest leader, he had to address me as ‘Sir’. “Yes Sir.” He responded immediately and beautifully. “Why is it you have so much time to be online?” I then asked. “I don’t have any real-life friends Sir” He replied. “Don’t you have a job?” I asked quickly. “No Sir, I don’t go out much Sir.” “What about your family? Do you live at home?” “I live with my mother Sir, my father left a long time ago Sir.” “Does she like you playing video games all day and night?” I asked, liking the fact he has no father figure. “Um, she doesn’t really care Sir.” “Why’s that?” I asked “She has some problems of her own to deal with Sir.” “I see,” I said, changing the subject back to his friends. “Why don’t you have other friends your own age to hang out with?” “I don’t really fit in Sir.” He responded. Loving where the conversation was going, I pushed on. “I don’t understand. You prefer to hang out with the older men of our quest group?” “Yes Sir!” he responded. “Why?” “Because, older men are more open, not as judgmental, don’t make fun and seem to have it more together Sir.” “Well, you’d be surprised” I said thinking back to all the wasted tweakers and flakes I’ve known. “I’ve always thought you were pretty cool, and prefer to only go on quests when you’re with us.” “Really?” he responded. “Really what? You forgot something!” I typed. “Really, Sir” he corrected himself. “Yes boy,” I typed. “But you’ve just committed 2 violations of the quest rules.” “I’m sorry Sir,” he typed. I didn’t respond, giving him time to think and a pause that needed to be filled. “I know I forgot to say ‘sir’ Sir, but what was the other violation Sir?” Perfect! I thought. “Yes, you forgot to address me as Sir, but you also questioned your quest leader said.” I explained. “Oh, I’m sorry Sir, I didn’t mean to Sir.” “Good boy, you’re catching on.” I said, and further went on to restate that I always preferred to go on quests with him, he was always obedient and loyal. “Thank you, Sir, I’ve always enjoyed our quests together too.” He responded. “Do you like this little quest?” I asked. “Yes Sir, I do.” “I do what boy?” “Yes Sir, I do Sir.” “That’s three violations boy.” “I’m sorry Sir, I won’t do it again Sir.” “You’re a good boy, but “sorry” can only be expressed through the acceptance of punishment.” I posited. “I don’t understand Sir.” “Don’t worry boy, we’ll worry about that another time.” “May I ask a question Sir?” he then typed. “Yes boy, you may. And you’re a good boy for asking permission.” “Thank you, Sir. Why do you call me ‘boy’ Sir?” “Does it bother you boy?” “No, Sir. I actually kinda like it.” “Good boy, but that’s a 4th violation.” I typed in quickly. “Yes Sir, I’m truly sorry Sir.” Now I was sure! This was definitely the same boy on the hook up site. Anxious, I needed to bring this to the next level. “Like I said we’ll deal with “sorry” another time.” “So tell me you truly like hanging out with 50 year olds…?” “Yes, Sir” he replied. “Good, because I’m 52, and would like us to go on more quests, just you and me. How do you feel about that boy?” “That would be great Sir! Do you have any we can go on, Sir?” “Yes, but they’re completely different than what you’re used to.” I typed back. “Really Sir? In what area of the game?” “They’re very different from the game we play online boy. How would you like to try some real life ‘cosplay’? if that’s what you call it these days...” “Oh, I don’t know, Sir. I don’t have any costumes, Sir”. “That’s ok boy. I do.” “Lot’s” I added. “We could have some really great adventures, you and me. Plus, they’re getting more and more popular. Why don’t you think about it a bit? I really think you’ll enjoy it and it will be much better than sitting in front of your computer screen day and night. Here’s my phone number. I have to sign off now, so, I want you to give me a call when you want to talk more and start cosplaying. Is that understood boy?” Here I stopped. I needed to leave it all in his head and not be too pushy. “Yes Sir” he responded. At that I signed out of the game. To be continued...
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Hey guys. This story is inspired by my new SEXY buddy, TexasTwink . He's cute, and you should all write to him to thank him for this story idea. Thank you, TexasTwink. 😉 Please Use a Condom - Chapter 1. A buddy of mine, Sam, has a penchant for corrupting young ‘safe sex only’ guys. Over a few beers, he told me about this one guy he was planning on bringing over to the dark side. A sexy twink from Texas met him in an airport bar and confided that he wanted to be used by several guys at the same time. He fantasized about being taken raw by multiple men, but wasn’t quite ready. He asked my buddy if he’d be willing to help him. He told him he’d come up with something. They exchanged numbers and boarded their flights. They had kept in touch and the twink was going to be traveling back through town for work in a while. My buddy told me that the twink was passing through in a few days and wanted to invite me to join in the festivities. We were going to meet in a bar on Friday night and get the twink some liquid courage before heading back to my buddy’s playroom to have some piggy fun. I could tell from the pics that Sam shared with me that the twink was beautiful, mid-20s, blond hair hanging in his face and over his ears, great smile, and a nice slim body. His jeans showed off his curvy meaty butt. I arrived at the bar first and was pretty sure the cute guy at the bar was the guy we were to meet. A few guys from around showed up before my buddy, and we were all eyeing this tasty-looking twink. I saw Mike and Bill, two POZ guys I’d swapped loads with in the past. There was an older bald heavy-set guy with a beer gut and a massive barrel chest who Mike introduced me to as Ron. When I shook Ron’s paw, I saw a biohazard tattoo on his furry forearm. A sexy Latin guy greeted Ron, who, in turn, introduced the two of us. The Latin guy's name was Pedro. No word or sign if Pedro was POZ or not. The twink was clearly nervous as he downed two beers. My buddy showed up and sat down next to him giving him a big bear hug before introducing us all to ‘tonight’s entertainment.’ We shared a few beers as the twink loosened up. My buddy had his hands down the back of his jeans and was clearly fingering his hole. The twink was squirming and cooing, clearly loving his fantasy coming true. Sam took care of the tab, and we all headed outside to walk the short distance back to his place, arm in arm. The twink was a little drunk, but still very much in control of what he wanted. When we got to Sam’s place, he let us in and led us down to the basement playroom, complete with a leather sling, and a wall of toys. We all helped the twink undress down to his jockstrap. Just as Sam was about to help him into the sling, his eyes flashed wide. He held up his hands as asked if he could have a moment alone with Sam. The four of us went back upstairs to get undressed and get ready for some serious fucking. Sam came upstairs to find me on my knees switching between the cock of my old and new friend. "Bad news, guys. Our twink friend is scared to take so much raw cock. Now, he’s gonna let us fuck him, but there’s a condition: we've gotta use a condom." Mike reached into his pants, puddled on the floor, and pulled out a wrapped condom and commented with a sly smile "I've been saving this for someone special." Sam looked concerned and countered saying "Come on, guys. If he wants us to use a condom, we should honor that, right?’" Sam took Mike’s condom and made sure it wasn't stale, and that the wrapper was intact, asking "You sick fuck didn’t stab this with a pin or anything did you?" Mike shook his head no. My sense was he was being honest. Sam’s concern devolved into a sneer. He asked us to wait right there for a moment. I went back to sucking cock as Sam headed back downstairs. H e reappeared a few moments later with a big grin saying "We’re in luck, pigs. Our twink is into kink. He gave me permission to try something raunchy. We’re going to all fuck him. With a condom. This condom. We all have to wear the same one. And when it breaks, it breaks." The guys helped me to my feet and we headed down the dark steps to find the twink in the sling, blindfolded and holding a bottle of poppers to his nose. To be continued…
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I’m Jason, a gay 21yr old twink. 180cm, 75kg, shaggy blonde hair and completely free of facial hair, smooth body except for a triangle of pubic hair, a snail trail up to my navel and armpit hair. I’m cut, around 9” long when hard, and 6” around the hard shaft. I’ve found the little blue pill increases that rock hard size by ½ an inch on both counts. I love my cock being played with while I bottom. Whether it’s hard, semi hard or soft, still feels fucking amazing…I prefer to bottom. But I have been known to top. I had long had a fascination with gay pnp and had been reading stories and watching videos since I was about 16 years old. I was a virgin until I was 18, and by then, even though a virgin I was already pretty sure of what I wanted sexually. My preference was for other hung twinks, and jocks. But I was open to all, except for guys who don’t know what ‘good personal hygiene’ means! To me, the only thing that should taste like cheese, is…. cheese! I began my sexual encounters using gay hook up sites, such as BBRT and Squirt, NKP, Grindr, Scruff etc. I soon realised that I wasn’t your average twink, as most of the ones I hooked up with ended up being airheads. But the odd one was like me, focused on great sex and wanting to push limits. Jocks were quite a bit better, but I began to find that the bears and daddies were like gold. I am not stupid, and quickly realised that a lot of these older bear/daddy types were willing to do pretty much whatever with a hot young guy who was serious about having long wild sex sessions. Of course, that meant that some of my wildest fantasies could be achieved with these guys. And of course, I also had by now, several twink and jock type fuck buddies who were not flakes so I was in a good place. I was particularly horny this particular night and was keen to get wild. I had not yet experienced pnp sex but knew deep inside that I wasn’t interested in puffing as much as getting straight to the point. Yup, a slam and getting totally wild. I wanted a long wild session with like-minded guys. Guys who where addicted to owning a slutty hole for many hours, even days. Because this had been the object of my fantasies since watching and searching out everything about gay pnp, I was primed. In my head, all I could think about was the story I had recently read online. It was titled ‘Brad’s first Gay PnP Gangbang, by author ‘Ben Dover’…when I read it I then also found the same title and author with part 2 ,3 and 4! Also ‘Gay PnP Adventures’ and one about huge toy initiation. Seriously do an online search and you will see what I mean…although that many chems they gave Brad in that series is somewhat far-fetched but HOT AS FUCK… I decided, right then and there, that this did not have to happen tonight. If it did, that would be like some kind of miracle. I had already worked out that most hookups don’t happen as planned, and that a lot of guys on these hook-up sites would talk for hours then when you put the hard word on them to actually hook up, all of a sudden it was now too late as they have work in the morning…or. the budgie is sick, or I have to feed the goldfish…WTF, you know what I mean, weak lame ass excuses! So I’m thinking, I want to set the stage for my ultimate hook up, or at least one of my many fantasies, can play out at least close to, if not BETTER than the actual movie playing in my mind. I’m thinking group, sling, toys, hung tops, fist…and then that little voice kicks in, “Hey buddy, you have only been fucked a few times! What makes you think you can progress from that to being gang fucked, toyed and even fisted’? Straight away the other little evil cheeky voice kicks in and says ‘A BIG FAT TINA SLAM- that’s what!” And the first voice meekly replies, Oh…yup, fair comment…” and that voice retires for the weekend! So how do I start? I think for a few seconds, then think, OF COURSE, a ‘Quick-Connect ad on BBRT!’ I get straight on it. I am sitting at my gaming desk, stark naked with a raging hard-on, slowly jerking my cock every now and again as I focus on placing an ad. I know I have to word the ad carefully, as no mention of drugs is allowed. I begin to type. “Inexperienced hung bottom verse twink, can host or travel, seeking top verse guys to help me go from mild to wild in seconds. Seeking a long session with hung top verse guys who are open to anything, so long as the chemistry is right…DM me if keen” . I was oozing precum as I typed. I read then re-read what I had written, my cock twitched and more precum oozed out of my piss/cum slit. This was it, now or never. I clicked submit before I could change my mind. I suddenly thought, if anyone replies, I am not really ready! I quickly got up and went to the bathroom and got the douche hose running so the water was warm and reasonably fast. I inserted it in to my already hungry hole and felt the pleasure of my hole filling with water, and the pressure As bead of cum oozed out of my cock as I squatted in the shower recess. I felt so full and pushed out, evacuating my bowels of the influx of water as well as the rest of the contents, feeling so horny as I washed it all away. I repeated the process about 5 times over, till everything was crystal clear, then got out and dried off. I went back to my room and looked at the screen on my PC. There were 20 new messages! I rubbed some lube on my hungry hole, and pushed my fingering. Then I grabbed a medium sized butt plug and inserted it. It went straight in. I then sat down to read the messages which had come through as I was douching. I opened the email tab. At a quick glance, 7 were from the same profile. The profile name was ‘IDAREYOU’, which made me leak more precum and my hole clench around the butt plug and then involuntarily relax. I opened the first email from him. It read…’I specialize in transforming bottom verse sluts into total sluts in heat, not just willing, but begging to be fucked and used. No mild, all wild. Intense but sane long sessions.’ Straight away I checked his profile. He was a 57 year old bear type, with a huge cut thick cock. His face was clean-shaven, as were his balls. He was 173cm, 90kg and quite hairy. And his face was hot, kind of a chiselled ex-surfer kind of look. And one pic he had his tongue out, provocatively indicating he was not afraid to eat ass. At this point cum just began oozing out of my cock. It had never been this hard and throbbing ever before. And usually after I cum, its all over. But this just made me even more horny. It was about 7pm, so the night was still very young and I was by no means tired. In fact, I was now hornier for some real heavy wild play than I had ever been. I then opened his next email. “Best you come here boy. I have a dungeon specially for wild play”…that’s all it said. Even more cum oozed out of my solid cock! I could hardly contain myself. This sounded exactly like what I was looking for. I opened the next email. “I am only interested in slamming and long wild fun”… well, you can guess what happened. It seemed like there was a tap on my cock that was stuck in the on position, cum flowing freely. So now the fourth message. “I only fuck bareback.” This produced more cum. So now to his 5th email. “Sorry slut. I meant WE only fuck bareback”… Email number 6. “You need to be prepared to have your hole totally and completely owned’” Well, I didn’t really fully comprehend what that meant, but I knew I desired everything so far that he had said, and in my mind, also accepted what he was wanting to do. Then I opened his 7th email. “OK you little twink slut. Get this. There are 6 of us here partying, all tops and top verse. We would love to be the ones to give you your first slam (of several, BOY) and we are willing to do so as a gift to you from us. But you need to respond within the next 10 minutes.” I looked at the message and saw it was sent 9 minutes ago as I was I in the shower! I quickly replied with a “Yes please!”, and clicked send. I then sent a better response. “Hello Sir, sorry I was in the I shower. You sound amazing. Everything you mentioned is exactly what I have been looking for. Is your offer still open, and if so where are you?” I hit send, then hit email, sent, and saw he had read it instantly. I waited a few seconds and there was a reply. Ok boy, well done. I was beginning to think you were one of those twinks who is ‘all talk ‘and had probably jerked off just from talking about it and it was all over. I’m at 110 Riley on the Westside. Can you get here? I gasped! He was literally 3 doors down from me! I quickly replied. Sir, my name is Jason, what is yours? And I can literally be there in 2 minutes. So is it cool if I come over, and will you really slam me and own my hole with your mates? I’m quickly pulling out the butt plug and checking where my clothes are. Ping. He replies. Hey Jason, I’m Chad. Yes you little slut, you will be slammed, and your hole will be well and truly owned…and much more. Come now boy, I will be waiting at the door. The outside front porch light is on. I quickly replied. I will be there in one minute Sir. I threw on my baseball shorts and a Tee, grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I shut the door behind me and my heart was racing in my chest. It was a warm night, and I walked out to the sidewalk and turned left, and could see the light on out front 3 doors down. It was the old Parker place, but old Mr Parker passed and the place sold up about a week before. I walked down, walked in the gate and up the 3 stairs and knocked on the door. The door opened just enough for me to go inside. Chad said come in boy. I slid sideways inside, and the door was closed behind me. The entryway was dimly lit, with a dull red light globe. I could hear muffled moaning sounds, of porn playing. I turned and saw Chad, his cock was jutting out in front of him. He was hotter than his pics, and he said take off all your clothes and follow me boy! I wasted no time, stripped naked and followed him down a hallway to a doorway leading to the basement. This was where the moaning noises were coming from. He ushered me down the stairs, and unfolding before me was a large fully mirrored room…including the ceiling. There was a sex sling and a fisting bench, and a couple of large beds. Two huge flat screen tv’s were playing gay group bareback porn. But more breathtaking were the 5 other guys there. W twink/jock types, and 3 stocky to solid beefy bear types. What I couldn’t believe was the meat they were all packing! They were all hard, and not one of them was under 8 inches. Chad introduced me to the guys…Mike, Pete, David, Brad and Chris. Chris was packing a solid 10 inch curved 6.5 inch thick weapon, and I think I literally drooled. Chad then said we are not going to waste any time boy. We are all keen as fuck to wreck your boy hole and completely own you for hours. So put your clothes here, and then go and lay back in the sling. I will get a slam ready for you. So is this your first.? I said Yes Sir. He smiled, great. You are going to start with a .25, a quarter of a gram. Chris, tell him what to expect. By this time I was laying back in the sling. Chris and the rest of the guys came over. As Chris started talking, the other guys were putting my ankles in the leather stirrups and caressing my body. Chris said you will feel a bit of a sharp prick like when you get a blood test, then see some blood in the syringe. Then as soon as Chad slams you, he will pull the syringe out and I will give you a tissue which you will press on the site and raise your arm, this helps stop it bleeding and reduce bruising. Next you will suddenly feel that you need to cough. And just go with it , try to relax and then you will feel a wave of pleasure…after that, don’t worry. We will take things from there and make this the best night of your life. Don’t try to struggle, just do the opposite and relax because you are ours now boy. Also I will hold bottle to your nose, it is poppers. Just take a big sniff in each nostril and hold it till I tell you to breathe out. Ok boy? Yes Sir. Chad made his way over with the syringe. When I saw the syringe, something inside clicked and I went rigid. What the actual fuck was I thinking? I was lying there naked, horny as all fuck, but this was so wrong. I knew that if I did this it would change my entire life as I know it. I was literally trusting these guys with my life, as I had no idea what was in that syringe. Chad said, “What’s the matter boy, you just said you wanted it, now you look like you’ve changed your mind?” I replied, “I have changed my mind. I don’t want to do this right now”, I realised the predicament I was in, and quickly added, “I still want you to fuck me but I don’t want to PnP…” Chris quickly said to Chad, “Stop, if the twink doesn’t want it, don’t waste it on him!” … Chad then said, “You are real lucky boy…that is one hard limit I have…if someone says no to taking any drugs, I will totally respect that. However, you need to know we will still be partying.” I replied, “ Yes Sir, thank you Sir. They all then did big slams, and the fun began. For me, I relaxed as I realised that I could be a total hungry slut, craving to be fucked without any enhancements any stronger than poppers. I had successfully turned down and said no to PnP. I then decided that my online search for stories that contained PnP needed to stop, because they fuelled a desire to become an addict. I was ok playing with wired guys, so long as they respected that my personal choice was not to partake. So from that night forward, no more online PnP stories from ‘Ben Dover’, and because I was successful at being able to say “No thanks, no drugs for me!” that time. I could now just follow my own lead. The first ‘No” is the hardest. After that, saying no gets easier.
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BAD SANTA: For most people, Christmas is a time to relax, hang out with family and friends, eat, and just chill. Not me. For me, its’ crazy as fuck, busy as hell, and the most stressful time of the year, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. You see, Christmas time is when I use all my saved up vacation from work to volunteer for my favorite charity and deliver toys and gift bags to needy kids, families, hospital patients, and elderly people throughout the city. Thanksgiving is really when it all starts now. Because of the big shopping days, me and the other volunteers start prepping in early October and by Thanksgiving weekend we have Santa’s Workshops set up in every major mall in the area. At the workshops, parents can have their kids sit on Santa’s lap and do the usual thing, but it’s also a chance for us to share with them the work our charity does, how they can donate gifts or cash for those not as fortunate. Those donations are what let us do the gift bags and in the end it all comes back to Santa and his workshop. Well this year, Santa’s been an asshole. A couple assholes. Usually we don’t have a problem finding good Santas as a lot of folks appreciate the extra pay and cash for pretty easy work. But between some folks moving to a warmer climate, others being too old, and this year a couple Santas who decided being alchoholics would go unnoticed, it’s been hell. So here I am on a Saturday morning frantically interviewing potential Santas for that afternoon’s workshop at two of the malls. If I can’t find somebody, there are going to be a lot of disappointed people. I had just spent the past two hours in a basement interviewing the worst set of Santa-wannabees I had ever seen. Fuck! Maybe – just maybe – there were two that could manage. I had to decide quickly as I would have to call them within a couple of hours to get them to their Workshops on time. I was just packing up my papers when the door opened and in walked a man who made my knees buckle. Tall, dark, about 220 pounds, and a smile that could have been on an angel. He boldly walked over to me and shook my hand, “Hey, DeShawn. Is this where the Santa interviews are happening?” I could only stare. His eyes were a mocha brown with bright flecks of gold and when he shook my hand it felt like little electrical arcs danced up and down my arm making the hairs stand on end. “Oh..Umm..yeah… I’m sorry. You just missed it. The interviews are over.” The guy kicked at one of the folding chairs, “FUCK! Fucking Metro. Look man, sorry…sorry…it’s just you know? Metro? They always fucked up. The train got stuck at L’Enfant Plaza, I had to call my cuz to come pick me up. I really need this man…look to be totally real with you…I just got out recently… of the pen…and not for not super bad shit or whatever…just stupid shit…and…anyways…I…I just need a chance.” Damn. It was the holidays and I did believe in giving folks a chance if I could. “OK,” I said, “But no promises. Here. Fill out this form. I have one opening downtown at City Center and the shifts are 3:00-9:00, Thursday through Sunday and there’s usually other shifts or events on the other days that can get picked up if you want.” DeShawn beamed, and clenched his fist in joy, “Fuck yeah! Thanks my man. Thanks. We doing this in here? Let me just go tell my cuz Andre. Can he sit in here? Chill out while we do whatever?” I nodded, DeShawn hustled outside and a minute later walked back in with another guy who clearly was family as they so closely resembled each other. Andre pushed one of the folding chairs a little to the side, pulled up his jeans then sat down, then reached inside his sweatshirt and pulled out what looked like a joint, put it to his lips, and lit it up. I turned to DeShawn, “Hey, he can’t be smoking weed in here man.” Andre exhaled a thick cloud that smelled heavenly – and I thought hell, this must be what frankincense and myrrh smells like. DeShawn patted me on the shoulder, “No, no, no, he’s not. It’s a little K2, you know spice. It ain’t weed. It’s all good – yo Andre, spark me up.” Andre pulled another smoke out of his pocket, stuck it in his mouth beside the first one, hit it with the lighter, and held out his hand with the now lit spice roll for DeShawn. I watched as DeShawn inhaled deep, closed his eyes, his shoulders relaxed, a small grin spread across his face, he opened his eyes and weaved his head from side to side, “Fuck yeah. Much better. Want to hit it?” Andre’s expression was blank as I glanced at him, then looked back at DeShawn and his offered smoke. “I’ve never done that before. I better not,” I said. DeShawn hit it again and I closed my eyes, enjoying the smell and the slight tingle I felt. He was looking at me when I opened my eyes, his dimples marking the smirk on his face as he held the smoke, then exhaled and said, “Come on. It’s good shit. It’s the fucking holidays man, here, just hold it firm between your lips, inhale deep and hold it. Just once to start, then we’ll see how you do.” I shrugged, took the smoke, and felt really self-conscious having him watch me. So, I closed my eyes, held it to my lips, the heat of the smoke just at the edges of my fingertips and I inhaled deep. FUCKING WOW THAT SMOKE BURNED! But as I let it out, it was like all my fucking tension went POOF and then this nice, warm, even elation flowed over me. Fuck that was good. I wanted more! DeShawn laughed, “Ease up man. It’s your first time. Cuz and I, well we smoke all day so this ain’t nothing. Fuck. This just a taste of a taste for me. If I was really partying...well fuck now you don’t need to hear all that. I still got to interview right?” Oh damn, the interview. Santa’s Workshop. “Yes, yes, yes,” I stammered far quicker than normal. “So tell me why you want to do this?” I did my best to pay attention as DeShawn answered that and several other questions as he completed the application form. Honestly, I didn’t hear squat. The smoke had created this itch, this want, this need in the pit of my stomach – the need to get fucked – and with two hot black men sitting within feet of me it was impossible to focus. I dutifully made some random notes on my clipboard then said, “Yeah – ah – well – I – how about you try on the Santa suit? We might not even have one that fits you.” DeShawn was like a wide-eyed kid as he stepped towards the far wall and the rack of Santa suits. He kicked off his high-top, red sneakers, pulled his t-shirt off and tossed it on the floor, then slid his jeans and underwear right down and stepped out of them and kicked them to side and began flipping through the suits that were hanging up without a care in the world – stark fucking naked! DeShawn paused, pursed his lips a bit as he blew his smoke towards me then said, “Here, have another hit. Do it a couple times this time. I think you’ll be good.” My hand shook as I took the smoke and then glanced at Andre. He was leaning to the side with his left arm resting on his left thigh, his smoke held tight between the thumb and forefinger. When I looked at him his brows furrowed a bit, his eyes focused on me, his left upper lip raised slightly as if to say, “I see you – you fucking cock hound.” I turned my back to Andre and looked at DeShawn who had pulled a suit off the rack. I openly stared at his taught body, his ripped abs, the V of muscle that formed and led the eye to his greatest gift of all – that BIG BLACK COCK – his BBC. Why is it BBC when everyone calls it a dick I wondered? Then I wondered why I thought that. Then I wondered who called it a dick first? Then I almost dropped the smoke as the heat got too close to my fingertips. DeShawn was laughing as he looked at me. He had on Santa’s coat and hat but was naked from the waist down. His dick was long, thick, with very little hair at it’s base and a ridge of foreskin cradling the head. God damn he was sort of hard! “What do you think?” DeShawn asked as he held the coat open and gave me a knowing smile. I was without words as he stepped up to me, took the smoke, hit it once, twice, a third time, then as he exhaled he walked over to Andre and dropped the remainder of it on the floor, which Andre stamped out with his boot. My mouth was dry, I couldn’t focus, well I could but all I could see was a BBC. “Did you know Jesus was black?” DeShawn asked me. What the fuck? I looked at him, confused, and bewildered. He repeated his earlier question, “What do you think?” Did he just shift his hips to make his dick flop around? Is that precum drooling out his piss slit? “I…yeah…yeah you got the job. I just uh…need to call the other Santa and let him know where to go.” I half stumbled to other side of the room as DeShawn and Andre huddled up. Somehow I managed to call one of the other interviewees, told him where to go, and when I hung up and turned back around DeShawn was standing by Andre with another smoke in his hand held out towards me. “Come on. Join us. I want to fucking celebrate. I got time right? Shift does not start for what…4 or 5 hours? We good then. So yo, anyone else coming through this joint? Like co-workers, other Santas or shit?” DeShawn asked. I shook my head no and watched as he sauntered over to the basement door, slid the lock in place, sauntered back, smiled, and said, “Now we can party. You driving? Have to work tomorrow too?” I patted the set of keys in my pocket and shook my head no. He just nodded back, held the smoke to his lips he had held out for me and relit it, then handed it to me and hit the one in his other hand. I joined Andre and DeShawn in sucking on that spice and fuck it felt good. Andre was still sitting in his chair, all chill and relaxed. DeShawn was sort of bouncing off the walls and me, well I was in a bit of a daze just standing there. I realized DeShawn was talking to me and when I looked he was moving his hips back and forth, his long dick smacking first one thigh then the other. I licked my lips. “Yeah fucker you like that shit huh?” DeShawn asked. “You know I can’t focus on doing the job up right when I’m all backed up you hear me? What you think I should do about that?” I looked from DeShawn to Andre and back. No way was this happening. DeShawn stepped right up to me, his breath hot and fierce on my neck as he leaned forward a little and whispered, “SANTA’S GOT TO BUST HIS NUTT. CAN YOU HELP ME OUT? GO ON TOUCH IT. SEE WHAT SANTA HAS BROUGHT TO TOWN.” DeShawn inhaled sharply as I reached out and slid my right hand up and down his hard dick. “That’s it little boy,” DeShawn whispered into my ear, “STROKE THAT MOTHA FUCKA, FEEL THAT DICK SLIME OUT, FUCK I GOT SOME EGGNOG FOR YOU. WHAT YOU SAY? YOU WANT MY EGGNOG? YOU WANT SANTA TO CLIMB DOWN YOUR CHIMNEY? FUCKING LITTLE ELF.” I could only moan as DeShawn now started to nibble on my neck then kiss it before sliding his tongue up and into my ear. I was moaning, my eyes closed, when Andre – who had not said a word the entire time – said, “Finish that blunt then suck my motha fucking dick.” I opened my eyes and saw Andre was standing up now, his fly was open and dick that was a twin of DeShawn’s was hanging free, just waiting for my mouth and to top it off he had found one of the red and green elf hats we use at the Workshop and had plopped it on his head slightly crooked. I inhaled quick and sharp on the smoke I had, dropped it on the floor, put it out with my shoe and watched as DeShawn circled me like a lion on the savannah sizing up the morning’s prey. A BIG BLACK HAND REACHED OUT, DESHAWN GOT RIGHT IN MY FACE AND SAID, “BEND OVA AND SUCK HIS CANDY CANE. I KNOW YOU WANT TO. I KNOW YOU’RE A DICK SUCKA, SO OPEN THAT GOD-DAMN-WHITE-MOUTH AND MILK THAT SHIT.” The sudden, hard edge in his voice was a total turn on and I could only comply with his demands. I bent forward and like a calf to the teat started sucking on Andre’s monster, elf dick. DeShawn knelt behind me and I started to knead my ass with his large hands. I moaned in pleasure, my mind flying, my body alight, my mouth so full. I then realized he was licking my ass, his tongue was pushing onto my hole and I moaned, wanted more, needing to feel it deeper. “WHO SAYS FRUIT CAKE AIN’T TASTY? RIGHT CUZ?” DESHAWN ASKED AND ANDRE LAUGHED IN REPLY. “YOU READY TO GET THAT STOCKING STUFFED? FEEL THAT CHRISTMAS YULE LOG RIDE ON UP IN YOU? FUCKING-A MY BALLS ARE READY TO BLOW THIS NUTT, THAT’S RIGHT, BEND THE FUCK OVA AND SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU WANT SANTA TO FUCK THAT HOLE.” No, no, no this was not right. I couldn’t. I had obligations. Duties. I had to focus. Oh hell – no matter what I tried my mind was gone, the spice was in charge – no, Santa was in charge and right that second he was pushing his dick into my ass. “Wait wait please,” I said suddenly feeling 100% sober, “You need to put a condom on. OK?” DeShawn slapped my ass hard, “Yeah OK,” he said as he turned me, I heard him sit down hard in one of the folding chairs, his hands gripped my waist hard and as he pulled me back towards him, Andre pushed forward, his dick aiming for my mouth. The fuzzy white trim on the arm of the Santa suit tickled my sides as DeShawn wrapped his left arm around my stomach and pulled me backwards. He then jammed a finger into my spit slicked hole and immediately found my prostate, which sent quivers of joy through my body. “Yeah that fucking honey pot’s ripe, ease on down, there you go…trust…this will feel even better,” DeShawn said. My knees bent slightly and I could feel the bulbous head of his dick pushing against my ass. “Please…no…” I begged again, “The condom….” I could feel the deep rumble of laughter from his chest as DeShawn dismissed my please, “I got you. Hey cuz, let him hit your blunt right quick. OK now, toke on that shit hard and deep into your lungs like 3 or 4 times and each time hold it as long as you can.” I took the smoke from Andre, hit it like DeShawn said, on the 4th time as soon as I sucked it in, Andre took the blunt back, smiled, and took his own hit. The hot rush was coming on like a semi on an ice-slicked road and there was no stopping it and he could tell. My body relaxed, I exhaled two lungs full of smoke and then RAM! I bent my head back, my throat strained to yell, no sound came out just a whimper as DeShawn had used my relaxed state to force his dick inside my ass. DeShawn’s voice was distant through the pain and the spice high, “TAKE THAT FUCKING CANDY CANE. YOU BEEN A BAD BOY? I THINK YOU HAVE, TIME FOR SOME COAL UP THAT STOCKING. DAMN CUZ, JUST WAIT TILL YOU GET UP IN THIS ASS. SHIT’S TIGHT, BUT NOT FOR LONG – RIGHT?” My ass started to bounce up and down on his rough, black dick as DeShawn took me for a ride. When I opened my eyes Andre was standing right in front of me jacking his steel, hard dick and I knew right then he was going to fuck me too. As if on queue, DeShawn stood up with me still impaled on raw dick, reached out and slapped Andre’s outstretched hand, and tagged out. DeShawn yelled, roughly yanked his dick out of my ass, stepped to the side and Andre grabbed me, dug his hands into my hips, turned me to face the chair, bent me forward and slammed his dry dick in. I cried out, they both laughed, Andre pulled back and slammed me again, this time going to the hilt as my ass opened up and let him in. Two big hands were now holding the back of the chair steady and DeShawn bent forward and smiled at my wild eyed, ragged breath self, “TELL SANTA WHAT YOU WANT.” I gasped, shook my head, “FUCK ME, OH PLEASE GOD DAMN FUCK ME.” DeShawn stood up, laughed, “I CAN’T HEAR YOU,” HE SAID. “SANTA THINKS YOU SAID YOU WANTED SOME RAW DICK. IS THAT RIGHT? SANTA THINKS YOU WERE BEGGING FOR THAT SPICED UP EGGNOG DEEP IN THAT HOLE. IS THAT RIGHT? I SAID IS THAT RIGHT, CAUSE IF NOT, WELL….” and with that final word Andre pulled his dick out leaving my ass twitching and in dire need. “THAT’S RIGHT, THAT’S RIGHT, PLEASE STICK IT BACK IN. DON’T…DON’T…”I begged. DeShawn bent forward, “Don’t what?” My eyes focused, I pushed my ass back, “DON’T STOP FUCKING ME UNTIL YOU CUM. I WANT IT ALL. I WANT ALL YOUR CUM, PLEASE, PLEASE CUM IN ME.” DeShawn laughed, patted my head, and I looked back at him and said, “YOUR’E A FUCKING BAD, BAD, SANTA.” The cousins busted out at that and as Andre slammed his dick back into my bruised hole, DeShawn started stroking his drooling meat at eye level and said, “You got not fucking idea.” A couple hours later we laid entangled in a pile of Santa suits, elf costumes, backdrops, and anything else that had been in fuck-stumbling distance that was soft. Holy hell it was going to cost me a fortune to get all that shit dry-cleaned. Andre had me on my side, my left leg raised, as he frothed up the last load he had deposited into my now gaping ass. DeShawn was lying on his back, his dick spent, his balls drained, and Santa was a happy man. I figured he was checking his messages as he was swiping back and forth on his cell phone, chuckling now and then. He then held it out for me to see and there was a picture – nice close up shot – of me with a dick in my mouth. Fuck! DeShawn started swiping again and said, “Happy Holidays. Aiight, time to get it on. Cuz, I’m going to snag your ride, head home quick and shower up for my job.” DeShawn stood up, stretched, and walked over to what appeared to be the only untainted Santa suit. He nodded, “No worries. I got this. Cuz’ll keep you busy I think.” Andre slid out of my ass and I gently reached out and felt my nutt-filled hole. The constant pounding I had taken from both men had all been raw and they had bred me repeatedly, while keeping me spiced up. The cousins were huddled up now, Andre said something that made DeShawn loudly go, “OOOO,” then put his clenched fist in front of his mouth, double over in laughter and joy, and nod his head vigorously in agreement. I stood up, found my clothes on the edge of the pile and started to put them one when DeShawn hollered, “YO GET THAT SLUT ASS OVER HERE.” I walked over and stood by the cousins. Andre had pulled a cigarette out of a pack of Newport 100s and was smoking away and DeShawn looked all set to go and assured me he was good, then said, “YOU EVER SMOKED A DIPPER BEFORE? NO? YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS? NO? WELL LET’S JUST CALL IT A CIGARETTE WITH SOME SPECIAL SPICE ON IT. THAT’S ALL. GIVE ANDRE YOUR KEYS. HE’S GOING TO TAKE YOU ON A SHORT RIDE TO OUR TRAP HOUSE AND GET YOU WETTED OUT. NO WORRIES, HE’LL WATCH OUT FOR YOU AND WHEN I GET OFF MY SHIFT I’LL SWING THROUGH AND SHOW YOU HOW FUCKING BAD SANTA CAN REALLY BE.”
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Visiting Gran Canaria from the 15 of januari till the end of januari. Looking to meet with baretops, chmfr, very open-minded, neg here but not on prep, pozfriendly, open to try new scenes 45 178 80 18*5
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Spent the week before Thanksgiving in Malta. Last time I was there, I wasn’t able to go out so this time I was looking forward to checking out the gay scene. My traveling buddy and I headed to Michelangelo on both Friday and Saturday night as that was the only club that had a dark room. I definitely wanted to service as many cocks as I could while on vacation. The area was upstairs off the bathrooms and was four cubbies. It really wasn’t anything special, but it served its purpose. For both nights there wasn’t much that happened until later on in the night about an hour and a half before closing. The first night I was in the lucky position of being the only bottom surrounded by four tops. I’m not sure if they are Maltese, British or Italian. Very few words were exchanged. The tops took turns spit roasting me as I turned through the circle sucking dick and getting fucked. Surprisingly most of the cocks that fucked me were a pretty average size! My whore philosophy is to take all cummers and I enjoyed being an open hole. One top did have a larger thicker cock. He looked like something out of the 70s rock band, even though he was probably only in his 30s, but he fucked aggressively, pulling my hair and shoving me up against the wall. He fucked me several times and I was always eager to get him back in my hole. He scraped it deep until he filled it. Saturday night there was more action and more variety. Unfortunately, there was more drunkenness so some dicks were not able to rise to the occasion. Had a nice couple of German? bears shove their sausages in me to stretch me open. This was followed by a young African, who fucked like a porn star bucking and yanking on my shoulders to arch my back. The best was a stocky Maltese bear who fucked me in one of the cubbies while others watched. He ended up fucking me for a while until he started to accelerate his pace and then thrust rapidly and hard to flood my guts. Of course, each guy that came in me got his dick cleaned, so I could taste my ass and his cum. He was followed by a well dressed 30 something Italian in a sport coat!?! that fucked me for a while. Unfortunately, no load but still a great fuck. I was really happy to have serviced so many men in Malta including some that others may not find desirable. I find that getting on my knees in front of a more unattractive or older man and then turning around and let them impale me turns me on. Especially in front of a crowd. Makes me feel like a whore and sends the message that I’m a hole for use.
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Went to the Truck event last night. It’s held at the newly reopened Stud bar. Truck used to be a bar in San Francisco that has been reincarnated as a sex party with the same name on Wednesday nights. Wednesdays are usually tough for me to go due to my work schedule so it was great to have one before Thanksgiving. Last night, San Francisco was well represented! The place was packed with men of all ages, body types, and ethnicities. I had a great time, walking around in my jockstrap and bending over for any man who wanted my hole. Had a great time being sampled by a nice variety of tops. Some of my favorites were making out with a stocky Daddy Latino with a thick dick to match. The first time we kissed and made out and I sucked his dick. He said he wasn’t ready to fuck but later on he sought me out to fuck me. His cock stretched and filled my hole, and I could feel him pulsing when he deposited his load. I also enjoyed a handsome white couple named Don and Jon. Jon had a fit muscular body, and I got down on my knees and started sucking him when we made eye contact. Afterwards, I impaled myself on his slender but serviceable cock and he fucked me hard for 10 minutes. When he stopped his partner, Don ended up fucking Jon’s hole and I was impressed by Don’s tool and how he used it. I watched and admired his fucking and Don started to fondle my hole. Eventually, he stopped with the encouragement of Jon and proceeded to fuck my hole good. He was very tall and had the ability to go deep and completely work all sections of my ass. I loved every minute of it especially when he power fucked me to deposit his load. Both partners were great and I thought what a fantastic relationship they seem to have. After continuous fucking for about 2 1/2 hours, the party was beginning to wind down so I decided to head out. I was horny for more and wanted to check out the back area of Powerhouse, but unfortunately, they were already closing for the night. I signed onto BBRT while walking home, hoping that I could get fucked more. Luckily I got hit up by a slender Latino with a slender 9 inch cock. I detoured to his place where he admired my ass and the loads that were leaking out of my hole. I sucked him to get him even harder than he already was. He was slender and tall so after he squatted while I was on the couch, he ended up putting me on top of the arms of a chair and fucked me that way aggressively. He reamed me deep in my second hole commenting on the slickness. He didn’t last super long, but I enjoyed receiving the cum flood in my guts. I left and walked home with his cum leaking out of my ass.
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Hi, im a 23yo guy in a straight relationship but have always wanted to be a complete bottom to men and be bred. looking to fulfil my fantasy on Wednesday after a few drinks, if any guys can host in central, I’m down to be a complete bottom and be bred on camera. Also keen to be fucked by more than one person if possible
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I really enjoy the stories here (especially in this section) and this is my second attempt participating. Before I start writing about my last load(s), I would like to point out that English is not my first language. Please be kind with my grammar and hope the story will still be exciting. Please note that everything is 100% true and happened like discriped. I travel lots for work in Europe and got plenty of time to explore bars and clubs by myself during the night. Really got tired of wasting time on Grindr, texting with guys that are not serious about meeting up. I wanna write about my hot evening I spent in London. I am in my early thirties, I exercise five times a week and therefore a very muscular body. Most guys would descipe me as cute, even if that is not what I am going for. I have a pretty innocent look that is not everyones cub of tea. I went to try out a club that I discoverd on this very page. It had a naked policy on Mondays that was recommended here. Still I was not expecting lots of guys on a Monday night but the place was growded when I arrived around 8pm. There was a big variety of body types but the guys were mostly older. I undressed and left my stuff at the counter. I entered through a metal chain curtain to the main room. On the right there was a large bench with already five to seven guys, naked and ass up wanting to get fucked and loaded. I admire those guys and hope one day I will be brave enough to do the same. In the corner I immediately made eye contact with a hot, young latino guy. He‘s body was taned, beautiful defined abs, dark short hair, maybe few inches shorter than me with a leather braclet around his biscep. He smiled at me and we walked up to eachother. Without saying a word he put is tongue in my mouth. This took me by suprise since it never happen to me at a cruising bar. I find kissing almost more intimate than fucking. But his kisses tasted good and made me really hard. He dropped to his knees and started sucking my dick. Many guys turned around and watched him taking my 19cm dick all the way in his mouth. He was gagging and a random guy that walked by pressed him even deeper. Brutal! His mouth felt good but this was not why I came here. He stood up, turned around and shove my dick in his wet ass. I was not even 5min at the place and already deep in a guy in front of a room full of strangers. I didnt fuck guys in a long time and his ass felt suprisingly soft and warm. I put it all the way in his ass and he started moaning extremly loud. I could have easily cum right away and that’s why I took my dick out after few strokes. When I pulled out, the guys ass was dripping cum and my dick was totally wet. He turned around and looked at me suprised and disappointed. I asked him how many loads he got in his ass? He answered with five. I told him that I am here to bottom aswell and he wished me good luck. From there I walked along the corridor with the cabines to the left side. I arrived at the bar and ordered a drink. I kind of felt overwhelmed. I could feel that many guys at the bar started to check me out. I was pretty uncomforable standing naked at the bar and I find it hard to start conversations with naked strangers. Also I get very quickly turned off by guys when they start to talk. Anyone else feel the same? Well, I couldnt stop thinking about the fact that the other guy had already five loads in his ass at 8pm. It made me jealous and I was graving a load in my ass too. But I also knew that I am very shy and tend to be very selective with guys. I like when they are around my age and in good shape. Therefore I asked the bartender to get me a fresh bottle of poppers. Poppers make me horny as hell and very uninhibited. For the short time I am high on poppers literally anyone could put his dick in my ass and mouth. I removed the plastic around the bottle for easy access, put it in my white socks and left the bar. I went back to the corridor with the cabines and stood against the wall. Again, the place was pretty crowded and many guys tried to touch my dick when walking by. I stood there for around five minutes, when I saw a tall black guy entering. He was wearing a cap so I could not really see his face. I liked his soft large dick hanging, which distracted me from his rather big belly. I bend over to get the fresh poppers from my socks and took a hit. The guy sold me a super strong one that made me cough. Wow! Then the guy was standing in front of me and I went down on my knees without even looking into his eyes. I took his soft dick in my mouth and noticed his extremly huge balls. I have never seen such big balls! They were hanging very low and I was almost afraid of touching them. He slowly got hard and his dick turned out to be very wide. Not super long but I had to open my mouth fully to get it all in. I could hear him moan and other guys watching me sucking him. I dont mind that but he seemed not too comfortable with it. He pulled me into a cabine close by. There was a small matrase on which a old couple was already fucking. I wanted to leave and find a free cabine, but he pushed me to the floor and got behind me. I was not ready yet to be fucked because I really wanted to play more with his huge balls. They turned me on so much. Next thing I hear is him spitting on his dick. He didnt ask me if I want to use a condom and didnt check for my status. He just put his dick all the way in my tight ass. It made me scream super loud so that the older couple in the room paused. I looked up and saw that they winked at me and the guy continued to fuck me without mercy. After a minute or so I heard him saying the he is ready to cum. He called me a slut and emptied his large balls in me. Honestly I could feel his huge load. I heard him breath loud and I wanted to turn around to suck his dick clean. But he hold me tight and started fucking again. I couldnt believe it. This never happened to me. Once I cum, I am over it and usually leave the guy and place as soon as possible. But this guy continued even harder. At least his load was helping to reduce the pain. I took another hit and started to enjoy his dick fucking my wet pussy. Not sure for how long. But I could hear him moaning louder and louder until he came a second time in my ass. He pulled out, slapped my ass really hard and left the cabine in a rush. I dont remember seeing his face but I still see his large balls and the feeling of his two loads in my ass. I put the poppers back in my socks and left the cabine. Maybe I was at the club for twenty to thirty minutes and got two loads in my ass. I was tempted to get my clothes and leave back to my hotel. I thought it couldnt get any better after this. I loved the idea of pushing out the twl loads and licking it up while jerking off. But I remembered the guy from the beginning and I wanted to challenge myself further. At least another load. The evening continued. Let me know if you wanna hear what happened next.
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Hey guys! im traveling to Berlin next weekend. Im wondering if you have experience in some of those exciting sexclubs regarding piss. im thinking about Laboratory. Is it always easy to get pissed on by random boys there? Also what about KitKat? Is it possible to ask there some guys to piss on me? Is it okay there? I would love to just hang around in the club and ask some willing boys to piss on me or to let me drink their piss at those open public urinal areas. Let me know 🙂
